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Life After Near Death	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 14426 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before."

—Edgar Allen Poe

Chapter 8

Fiery Fantasies
Gray was having a hell of a dream. He was trapped in a stone tower built on a rocky island. All around the island lay the crackled and tortured surface of a frozen lake. There was no exit from his prison but a window that overlooked the lake and a snowy field beyond, dead and barren. In the bleak sky, the clouds rolled tumultuously like angry, argent bubbles ready to burst and release Hell on Earth.
As if being captive was not bad enough, Gray was stuck in a white and pale blue princess gown, full skirt and puffy sleeves with a tiara on his head. He threw the tiara away, smashing it into the wall, but no amount of pulling would get the dress off. He was ready to just shred the fabric when the light from the window snuffed out. When he looked over, a giant dragon's eye was peering in.
"Is my princess all right?" the red beast asked in a deep and rumbling voice. "Were you lonely while I was gone?"
Gray backed away to the far side of the room, but he tripped on a spinning wheel, and the threads wrapped around his legs. He struggled, but suddenly he could not move his legs at all. They were trapped, tied together.
"Does the ice princess need some help?" the dragon asked. "You're not helpless, so stop acting like you are."
Gray still struggled to break free from the threads that bound his legs, but there was no way to walk. His fighting was in vain. The threads kept getting tighter, until he lost sensation in one leg. Suddenly, Gray began to cry. He was not even sure why. The tears streamed down, thick sobs that shuddered from deep within his soul.
"So you needed to cry, huh?" the dragon said with a hint of sadness to his voice. "That's why you've locked yourself away in your little fortress of frosty solitude, like the ice princess you are."
"Shut up," Gray yelled, still sobbing and feeling humiliated for crying in front of this strong and noble creature.
"If you can't use your legs, then I'll make you realize that you can use the rest of your body."
Gray looked up into those slit-pupil green eyes. The rest of his body? He looked down at his hands. His legs might not work, but he had the rest of his body. He used his arms to pull himself backward.
"Ready to get out of here, ice princess?"
Suddenly, there were flames outside the window, a raging inferno. Gray shielded his eyes from the intense heat. When it faded, instead of a dragon, a man with pink hair, devil horns, and a light dusting of scales on his cheeks stood in the room. He peered down at Gray with narrow, fiery eyes.
Gray gasped at the sight. "Natsu?" he whispered. His heart began to speed up just seeing the pink-haired man wearing a crimson tunic with gold embroidered wyverns, standing over him like a prince of dragons gazing down at his betrothed ice-devil princess.
With a gaze that made Gray tremble, the fiery demon strode forward. Gray tried to crawl back across the floor, but he could not escape.
"You look cute in that dress," Natsu said with a sly smile.
"Bite me!" he snapped angrily.
Natsu smirked hungrily. "Really?"
He scooped Gray up into his arms and carried him to a bed. Gray could not escape, and he felt immobilized with fear of this demonic fiend. He was dropped down onto the mattress, and Natsu climbed on top of him.
"Hey!" Gray shouted in shock.
"I could nibble you."
A burning mouth descended on him, mouthing along his ear and down his neck. Gray struggled to break free.
"N-no. Stop," he moaned as the heat made him tingle. He tried to push the assaulting dragon prince aside. In annoyance, Natsu grabbed Gray's hands and pinned his wrists to the headboard.
"If you keep locking yourself away like a princess in a tower, then I'm gonna come and pester you," Natsu threatened. He leaned in close until his lips were fluttering right over Gray's mouth. "That's what dragons do to captured princesses, ya know."
Instead of kissing him, that hot mouth moved aside, licked his cheek, nipped his ear, then slithered wetly about the shell and suckled on the earlobe.
"Natsu," he whimpered, squirming around as the hot, wet tongue lapped along his skin. "Stop." He felt himself blushing fiercely.
"That's what I wanted to see." A thick claw reached up and, in a single swipe, tore the dress in two. "How much do you want your legs back?"
Gray looked up with confusion. His legs … back?
"What would you give me?"
"Anything," he said automatically. "I'd give anything to walk again."
"I'll do something about it."
"Wh-what?" he breathed in shock.
"I said I'll do something about it. I'll figure it out. I'll make you whole, Gray. That's what you want most, right?"
"Yes!" he cried out. "But … in return?"
Those fierce, blazing eyes gazed down at him. "I want something precious. Something from you that no one else can take."
"Something … from me."
Sharp teeth grinned hungrily. "Dragons do like to bite, ya know."
The half-dragon prince lowered down to Gray's groin. The ice devil princess watched in horror, and then suddenly heat was all around his erection. Gray's hips instinctively thrust into the scalding mouth.
"Arrrgh! Natsu! Ooh God." He could hardly believe this was happening, and although one part of him wanted to say no, another stronger part of his soul wanted this feeling.
"Don't dragons eat the princess?" Natsu asked as his mouth worked eagerly.
Gray shuddered and arched up. "Natsu! It hurts. It hurts! My legs!"
Fiery heat ran up his legs, and he felt the spinning wheel threads sizzle away. It tingled sharply, burning with intense pain, but slowly the pain faded. Gray looked down and saw that his legs were free. He gazed at Natsu in surprise. Natsu had him here, captured, yet he had freed a part of him.
"I'll heal you, Gray," the dragon prince said in a tender voice, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, "but it'll cost you."
Gray scoffed. "If you want my virginity, you're too late to claim that, pervert."
The fire burned hotter with indignation. "No! I want something better than just sex. I want to be your first love."
Gray's eyes grew massive. First love? How could this flame-brain know that, although he had slept with a few girls, Gray had never truly fallen in love with someone? He felt himself trembling now.
Natsu slowly licked up the arousal and then grinned fiendishly at Gray. "I'm going to make you fall in love with me."
"I won't let you," Gray said quietly, terrified of this hellish demon who was not after his body, but his soul.
Natsu smirked arrogantly. "You'll want to. You'll want me. You'll give me your soul, and one day, you'll beg me to take your body as well."
"Like hell! Let me go!"
"It's your tower, Gray. You locked yourself in here. You could banish me if you really wanted to." The mouth went back over his groin, laying kisses along it. "But … I don't think you want me to go, not really." He gave another long, slow, sensual lick. "Yesssss! I think you already like it." He dived down, taking Gray all the way to the back of his throat.
Gray shuddered, but this time there was no pain. It felt incredible, and his legs no longer hurt. Nothing hurt. It was only pleasure, hot and wet and amazing. He gazed down, over his chest and abdomen and black patch of hair, down to where those piercing green eyes were watching him with intensity. Natsu's mouth was full and busy, but those eyes caught every twitch, every bitten lip, every vain attempt at holding back moans of ecstasy. The sucking was intense and wonderful and…
… and too much!
"Natsu!" he cried out. "No! I'm … I'm gonna—nnnngh—Natsuuuu!"

Gray jolted up, breathless, sweating and … wet.
He looked down and saw a moist spot on his tangled sheets.
"Shit," he moaned.
A wet dream! He had not had one of those in a while. And … was that really Natsu in his dream? Damn that stupid flame-brain and his teasing!
Gray threw back the covers and groaned as he realized that he really had made a mess. He cursed, knowing he needed to clean this up before Juvia arrived in the morning. If she saw his sheets and pajamas messed like this, she would spout off asking if he was dreaming about her. As if!
But seriously, why the hell was he dreaming about Natsu of all people?
It pissed him off. His first wet dream in over a year, and it was Natsu Furnace-Face Dragneel who had to be his nighttime succubus—or, incubus he supposed was the gender-appropriate term.
Seriously, dreaming of a guy, and that guy in particular! He wasn't even gay! Why would he have an erotic dream about a man?
Gray decided right there, he did not want to be around Natsu for a while. He would prefer to put up with Juvia swooning over him and calling him Gray-sama all the time, rather than have weird dreams about Natsu sucking him off. He shuddered just remembering it. He hoped this would end up being one of those dreams that faded away, only to be forgotten by sunrise.
For now, he had to figure out how to change the sheets on his bed when he could not stand.
Or … could he?
As Gray scooted to the edge of the bed, he realized something. His right leg moved with him. He could feel his right leg completely. The two legs hung off the edge of the bed. The left leg was still a specter, visible but with no sensation. The right, though…
He slowly lifted his right leg. It was sore, the muscles atrophied, but the leg moved at his mental command. He wiggled his toes, and even that he could feel.
Gray laughed in amazement as he realized he had regained sensation finally. The surgery on his spine truly worked. He now had one leg back. Tears clustered in the corners of his eyes as he moved his ankles, his toes, and his knee. He laughed insanely as tears tumbled down his cheeks, overwhelmed with the joy of simply flexing his toes.
He grabbed a crutch, and he slowly stood up. There was nothing in the left leg, but he felt the entire length of his right leg. He sputtered out a wet, crying laugh. He felt intensely relieved that, at last, he had regained a piece of himself.
In his happiness, the dream of the fiery demon was forgotten, melting away with the joy of being a little more whole.

Next Chapter: "Pretty Girls of a Northern Town"

A/N: In other fanfics, I've employed my fascination with archetypes and dream symbolism, which I know I need to explain since very few people know about how to decipher dreams. These descriptions come from various sources about dream symbolism and interpretation.
Being alone in a tower - the dreamer is not in touch with certain circumstances or issues in life and needs to understand them thoroughly before taking any action. It can reflect that you are putting up a wall between you and others, shutting down emotionally. Alternatively, a tower symbolizes the phallus.
frozen lake - water in dreams reflects your emotional state of mind; the size and condition of the water denotes the amount and quality of emotions that may be surfacing within you. To dream that the water is frozen represents something that has been suppressed, rejected, or denied. You feel restricted by cold or bitter feelings, and you can't express your emotions freely.
snow-covered field - lack, pessimism, jaded prospects for the future. Alternatively, it can represent your desire to put yourself above your bleak environment, whatever it may cost you.
dark or stormy clouds - depression or anger. It indicates an impending eruption of emotions.
dragon - represents your strong will, passions and secret desires. Alternatively, dragons may represent a mental battle between your own internal monster as you strive to reach inner resources. A struggle with a dragon may reflect the dreamer's revolt against whatever is blocking one's path to glory.
red dragon - symbolizes sexuality and intimacy. If a red dragon attacks you – you may get a very intimate offer.
spinning wheel - work on putting together the pieces of your life and look at the broader picture. Spinning wheels symbolize creativity. You have the ability to create something out of seemingly nothing.
bound or tied up - This represents your need to be free from a situation. According to Freud, this dream may be an indication of repressed sexual fantasy.
being paralyzed - a feeling in your waking life that things are not under your control and you really don't know what to do. Paralysis can also indicate that you are afraid to do or say something in day to day life. Symbolically, your paralysis may be rooted in your anger and frustration.
crying - a release of negative emotions that is more likely caused by some waking situation rather than the events of the dream itself. Your dream is a way to regain some emotional balance and to safely let out your fears and frustrations. In your daily lives, you tend to ignore, deny, or repress your feelings; however, in your dream state, your defense mechanisms are no longer on guard and thus allow for the release of those feelings that you have repressed during the day.
oral sex - symbolic of your creative energy and reaffirm that you are headed in the right direction in life.
sex with a person of the same gender (if heterosexual) - it represents a union with aspects of yourself. It is symbolic of self-love, self-acceptance, and compassion. For males, if you are uncomfortable with homosexuality in your dream, then it suggests some fears or anxieties about your masculinity.
sex with a friend - this refers to the closeness you share with your friend. Because you two share so much between each other and know so much about each other, the dreaming mind may depict this close bond as sex. Alternatively, such a dream could indicate a level of attraction between you and your friend, but you are too afraid to act on it. Your desires are manifested in a dream.
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