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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 9
Cock Rings and Riding Crops
A few minutes later, the two burst through Gray's apartment, sweaty and breathless. Natsu collapsed into a chair and laughed as he claimed "I won, I won." Gray could hardly help but smile at the sound. He had missed Natsu's childish laugh.
"So," Natsu panted wearily. "What's up first?"
"Get some tea going," Gray told the Dragon Slayer through labored breaths. He wiped his forehead and curled his lip at all the sweat. "I need a shower."
Natsu leaned forward slightly in his chair, looking predatory. "Want me to join you?"
Gray's throat went dry at the lust burning in those eyes. "As immensely tempting as that may be, I won't be able to keep my hands off of you, and I have plans for tonight. Big plans. Get the water going, and on a slow boil, not the way you usual heat it too fast and steam the whole pot gone. Don't put the tea leaves in yet. I'll be right out."
Gray leaped into the shower and spent only long enough to wash the sweat off his body. He wanted to be clean for Natsu, not sticky from running across town. When he came out wrapped in a towel, Natsu was sitting anxiously on the couch.
"Your turn," said Gray. "Be thorough. Clean up really well, especially your ass and your neck."
"My … neck?"
"Just do it," he ordered.
Natsu left to the shower. Gray waited until the water was running before opening his chest of erotic goods and making sure everything was ready. He did not want to run to the store to buy something he forgot, like with the candles. Confident that all the supplies were ready, he rushed to pull on some clothes. Not much was needed, but at least pants. He tugged on some freshly cleaned jeans, forgoing underwear. He did not even bother with socks or a belt.
Then he rushed into the kitchen. That had to be set up as well. He put the tea leaves in the pot, poured in steaming water, and set a tea towel over it to keep warm. Then he quickly mopped the floor. That needed to be spotless for what he had planned. He put a bottle of water into the fridge to chill, and he made up some tuna salad. He had just finished mixing the tuna, mayonnaise, and celery when the bathroom door opened. He hurriedly put the bowl into the refrigerator.
"Are you making food?" Natsu called out.
Crap, he can smell it! "Just a little something for later. I figured you might get hungry."
"Oh?" Natsu chuckled slyly in the other room. "Gonna have me build up an appetite?"
"You have no idea," Gray mumbled, although he was pretty sure Natsu would be able to hear him anyway.
He walked out and saw Natsu standing in the center of the living room, gloriously naked except for the white scarf. Gray let out a soft curse as his penis tensed up at the sight of that toned body. The erection pressed against his tight jeans, roughly restrained, and reminded Gray that he also had to keep restrained. He needed to be in charge. It was time to regain control in his life.
"Like what you see?" Natsu asked smugly.
"I can think of how to make it look better," Gray admitted, which got a little pout from Natsu. Gray sauntered forward, tipped Natsu's chin up, and stared down into those narrow eyes. "You're getting collared tonight."
Natsu's mouth dropped open. "What? C-collared? What do you mean, collared? What's collared?"
Gray smiled arrogantly. "You'll find out soon."
Gray walked over to the chest where he kept his kinky supplies. He returned and showed the item he had especially bought for Natsu: a collar to wrap around his neck, white leather with pink satin lining, a large stainless steel buckle, and a metal loop on the front where a leash could be attached, much like something a person would put on a dog. Embroidered in black along one side of the collar was Natsu's name: ナツ, and along the other side, ビッチ, bitch.
"This shows you belong to me," Gray whispered in a solemn tone. "I won't give you over to anyone. You're my bitch, my property. My Natsu."
The Dragon Slayer gulped hard. 'I'm … property. I'm his. I belong to Gray, and he's going to collar me, like a dog. Like a bitch.'
Gray yanked the white muffler off and draped it over a chair. Then he wrapped the white leather collar around Natsu's neck, moved his pink hair out of the way, and adjusting it to be snug yet not choking. The strap slipped through, and he buckled the collar in. Then Gray took a tiny padlock, closed it over the buckle, and locked it.
Gray held up the ridiculously tiny key and showed it close to Natsu's face. "I have the key to unlock this. You are my bitch until I release you."
Part of Natsu's mind knew that was ridiculous. The lock was so tiny, he could have broken it with one finger. However, the mentality of it, being locked into his role, Gray stripping him of that bit of freedom and becoming fully in control over his life, was truly overwhelming. Gray tucked the key into his back pocket. Then he stood back to admire the leather around Natsu's neck.
"Is it a good fit?" he asked. "I can loosen it. I don't want it too tight."
When Natsu gulped, his Adam's apple bobbed along the collar. That slight pressure around him was a constant reminder. He belonged to Gray! Natsu's shaking fingers drifted up and felt the cold metal buckle and rigid leather.
Gray saw the shiver in his hands. "Are you okay? Is it not good?"
"No. It's fine. Feels nice."
"It should! That's a made-to-order patent leather collar with padded satin lining. I used up half my rent money on that thing. That's why I had to take a mission so soon. I even special ordered it in white in case…" His voice froze up.
"In case what?" Natsu asked sharply.
Gray had to calm himself again. "In case … we wanna try having you wear it in public someday," he said worriedly, wondering if that was hoping for too much.
"In public?" Natsu shrieked. "But … but you don't want any public kinkiness."
Gray smirked and leaned up into Natsu's face. "Then don't get caught wearing it. I wanna push our borders. Just the thought of it is … thrilling. Terrifying. Arousing. If you do get caught, blame it on your girlfriend."
Natsu's eyes blazed that he would bring that up again.
"I don't mean I want to do that today, obviously," Gray assured, "but … someday, when we're both used to this. It's something I would like to try, so I special ordered it in white. That way, you can wrap your scarf around it and it won't show through as easily. You can hide it, but the knowledge that you're wearing it—that you're wearing my collar in front of everyone, even if it's hidden—that's immensely arousing to me."
Natsu reached up and touched the collar again. "Having it in white … that's … thoughtful."
"I'm spoiling you way too much."
"You probably love buying these things for me."
Gray silently smiled. He had decided to buy this collar right after the wax incident. He had gone to the sex shop after midnight to avoid being seen, and as he inspected the many different collars they had for sell, he had gotten hard many times whenever his imagination dipped into how Natsu might look wearing this sign of ownership. However, none of those ordinary collars were good enough. He was lucky the sex shop owner was married to a leathersmith. She had her husband make up this special collar, and the owner herself did the embroidery. It was a totally unique collar, perfect for such a one-of-a-kind man. Now as he gazed at his fiery lover, Gray could not decide if he wanted to cuddle and pet Natsu like a cat, or fuck him wild like the dragon he was.
"One more thing. You're not too hard yet, are you?"
"I can relax if you need."
"Yeah, I need you limp for this." Gray saw that Natsu was only half erect. Good enough. He pulled out what looked like a black leather bracelet for a child, with three metal snaps for adjustable size. "Do you know what this is?"
"Not a clue," Natsu muttered, glaring at the strange item.
Gray smiled at such a naïve boyfriend he had. "Where do you think it goes?"
"That's not gonna fit on my wrist, I can tell you that."
"No," he chuckled. "It's not meant for up there." He leaned into Natsu's ear and whispered seductively. "It's a cock ring."
Natsu gasped, "Oh God."
"Don't get hard."
His eyes slammed shut, regulating his breathing.
"Good dragon. This will be tight, but if it's at all painful, let me know immediately. Don't hold back, I'm serious. It can cause real damage if you're not careful. Spread your legs a little."
Gray knelt and wrapped the leather strap around Natsu's cock and behind his balls, then worked with the snaps to see which setting was the best. He was glad he bought the biggest size the sex shop sold. He never actually bothered to measure Natsu's girth—that was a weird thing to do anyway—so the friendly clerk at the sex shop suggested one of these leather adjustable rings, that way Gray could be sure not to get it too tight, which could seriously damage Natsu in the worst way.
Slowly, he pulled the ring snugger until it squeezed the cock, then snapped it in place. Natsu drew up, but he was not in any pain. Just mild discomfort, a weird sensation, the blood filling up his cock but slow to escape. It began to throb in time with his pulse, the veins straining, like the blood pressure cuffs doctors used. In under a minute, he was outrageously erect. The bigger he got, the more he felt those pulses through his veins, and the more sensitive his entire groin became.
Natsu shuddered. "Oh God, that's good."
Gray sighed in relief at discovering he had picked the right size after all. "Now I can make sure you don't come until I want you to," he whispered sinfully into Natsu's ear.
"Yes…" he hissed.
"If it hurts, or if your cock feels cold, let me know right away. Don't even think you can put up with it. This will be way more intense for you if it works, but it can also be dangerous, so let me know the instant it doesn't feel good anymore. I can loosen it; it's not a problem. It's supposed to feel good, not be painful. Pain is bad when it comes to cock rings. I don't want you having your dick fall off from lack of circulation just because you were a stubborn dumb-ass."
"Got it," Natsu nodded. "It's fine right now. Feels … really damn awesome."
"I'm glad," Gray sighed. "Safewords will be important tonight. I'm gonna really push you this time."
Chills ran over Natsu's skin at the sweet threat.
Gray leaned over and picked up something else he brought out of the trunk. "There are other things I'd like to use one day, but for now … we'll start with the riding crop."
He showed the item to Natsu, a long switch wrapped in black leather, with a tongue of pliant leather on the end. The Dragon Slayer gulped hard as he looked at the device that would give him pain and pleasure. That gulp made him aware of the collar again and of the fact that he was Gray's property tonight.
"You liked when I used my belt. This is a bit more sophisticated, and a lot more exacting."
Gray dragged the leather end up one of Natsu's thighs and down the other. The muscular body shuddered under the light touch, and the trapped cock leaped in impending excitement.
"Tonight is about my enjoyment. My wants. My desires." The crop slid up Natsu's chest, gliding over each nipple. "Watching you on display for me. Using you to entertain me. Seeing how long it takes until you beg me to let you come. If you're a good dragon, I might even let you."
Natsu felt the crop dance up his neck. He knew Gray would never strike him somewhere truly painful, like on his face or neck, but the fear still tingled the back of his mind. As the crop glided along his flushed cheeks, Natsu let out a shivering sigh.
"God, you make me hard," Gray snarled. "Tell me. This cock." The riding crop brushed against Natsu's engorged shaft. "Whose is it?"
"Yours," Natsu rasped out breathlessly.
"That's right. Mine. I'm ordering this cock that belongs only to me." Gray knelt down, kissed the tip of the penis, and mouthed against the swollen glands, "Don't you dare come until I'm ready for it." That made Natsu twitch with need. He tried to trust forward, wanting that mouth on him, sucking him, devouring him. Gray glanced up, his face half hidden behind the trembling erection. "Do you think it'll listen to me?"
Natsu laughed with a shiver of lust. "Don't ask me. It has a mind of its own."
"True." Gray rose back to his feet, letting his body rub against the erection as he went, then he stared hard at Natsu. "I can't trust it, like I can't trust you. Maybe I should punish you both."
The riding crop flicked, not too hard, but it slapped right against the edge of the shaft. Natsu flinched. It was a warning tap, and his whole body came to life with it. With the pulsing pressure built up in his shaft, everything was far more sensitive.
"Heh?" Natsu laughed through heavy breaths. "You're gonna punish me? Do you think I'll learn my lesson?"
"You'd better, you cocky jerk."
"I'm a slow learner."
"Then I'll punish you slowly."
Gray flicked the crop again, this time on Natsu's upper thigh, and considerably harder. Natsu cried out, surprised he hit so hard so soon.
"Do you like that?"
"Yes," Natsu panted. He gulped hard, and he felt the leathery tightness around his throat. That feeling brought his fear of being strangled very close to the surface, but at the same time he felt secure wearing the collar. It was Gray's collar, and Gray would never do anything to truly hurt him. He was Gray's property. Gray would care for him.
At the same time, his cock was throbbing. He could feel his pulse shivering through the turgid veins. It made his attention focus even more on the erection, and the increase in blood heightened all sensations there.
Gray slowly circled Natsu, thinking of all the ways he could have this man, all the ways to humiliate him and pleasure him.
"Tonight…" Gray grabbed the metal ring hanging from the front of the collar, yanking the Dragon Slayer forward by the neck. Natsu cried out as his neck was forced to move, but from this angle Gray could not choke him. "…you're my slave," he whispered into the face of the stunned Dragon Slayer.
Natsu tensed up. "Gray, no!"
"Tonight, your sole purpose in life is to pleasure and entertain me. This cock…" He stroked the stiff shaft, getting a whimper out of Natsu. "…is mine. This body is mine. Whatever I want to do with it, I can. I will order you around for my entertainment. I'm the only one who will give you pleasure. You can't do anything without my permission, nothing except breathing. You can't piss without my permission. You can't come without my permission. You can't talk without my permission. When I order you to do something, you will obey. That is what I mean by being my slave. It means I have complete control over every aspect of your existence. Do you understand, bitch?"
There was a tingle of fear. He was giving up his freedoms, and to Natsu, freedom meant everything. Willingly, he had to hand that over to Gray. Everything about him, he had to hand all of it over, trust in Gray, and give him everything: body and soul.
"Natsu?" Gray asked, looking a little concerned. He knew slave play was on the blacklist, and Natsu had insisted he did not want to be submissive. This was really taking their relationship to another level, pushing the limits of what was taboo, and he was not fully confident if Natsu was ready for it. Still, Gray needed this. He needed to regain control in his tumultuous life, and that began with controlling the one person he cared for so deeply. Without that foundation of trust, the rest of his life would crumble into chaos.
With a thick gulp, the Dragon Slayer nodded, braving the fear.
"Remember the safewords. Use them if you have to. Understood?"
"Yeah, got it."
"Say, Yes, sir."
Natsu dropped his eyes and frowned. "Can I call you something other than sir?"
Gray smirked arrogantly. "You could call me master."
Natsu glared at him. "Hell no!"
"Didn't I say you're my slave tonight? You will address me as Master."
"Fuck you! I'd rather call you sir."
"Nope, you'll—"
"Yellow, right now!" Natsu growled, stopping Gray with a jolt. He eyed Natsu's furious face with caution. "I've told you before; I'm not comfortable with the whole slave roleplay thing. We can keep doing this, but not as slave and master."
Gray immediately backed off. "Okay," he promised. "What about as pet and owner?"
Natsu spent a while considering how he felt about that.
Gray caressed his face beseechingly. "You could be my pet dragon," he said, hoping to ease Natsu out of his foul mood and back into the scene. "Not a slave, but a beloved pet."
Slowly, Natsu's muscles relaxed. "Okay. I'm your … your pet."
"My dragon," Gray purred, stroking Natsu's cheeks with tenderness. He shoved back Natsu's bangs and forced his head up to look into his eyes. "A little dragon I need to tame. Call me kainushi."
Natsu gulped as he felt his humanity being stripped away, slowly becoming something else, something lacking that fierce pride. He was becoming a pet, and Gray was his owner, his…
"Kainushi," Natsu whispered. Kainushi: a pet owner. It was better than saying master, but only barely. Only mentally.
Seeing that submissiveness in Natsu's eyes tingled Gray's nerves. Having control over him, taming him, destroying his pride and taking charge over him…
He wanted to ravage Natsu, right now, but he couldn't. He was not worthy of his new pet. The pet was not ready for a treat. They both had to earn what was to come.
"First, a pet doesn't stand on two feet." Gray licked his lips before ordering. "Get on all fours, like an animal."
Natsu almost protested again. Some dragons had feet and the arms were the wings. Those sorts of dragons did stand on two feet. However, he saw the desire in Gray's eyes. Odd as it seemed, this small act was obviously important to Gray. Natsu wanted to please him. Besides, Igneel had walked on four legs. He would be like Igneel.
Slowly, Natsu dropped down, getting onto his hands and knees. His erection hung heavily in this position. Then, with the collar straining his neck, Natsu gazed up at Gray, awaiting approval.
"Yes," Gray breathed, transfixed by the sight, almost overcome by the sheer thought of having such control. He reached down and patted Natsu's pink hair. "Good dragon."
Natsu shuddered. Why did that little praise strike him like lightning? He wanted more praise. He began to crave it. He wanted to hear he was good, instead of always getting yelled at for being bad and destructive. He wanted praise instead of ridicule.
"One moment." Gray hurried to the chest and came back with a leash. He almost laughed as he thought about putting this leash on, becoming a true pet owner. It was giddy, arousing, and made him flushed with happiness that finally—finally—he could do something like this. He could finally have a pet who would obey him.
He knelt in front of the Dragon Slayer, smiling at Natsu with that bursting inner joy, as he clipped the leash onto the metal ring in the front.
"There. Wonderful." He saw a pained flinch in Natsu's brow. "Are you okay?"
"My cock's starting to hurt."
"I'll take it off."
"No!" Natsu liked the sensitivity, but kneeling like this created too much pressure.
"We can put it on again later. That's the nice thing about this style of cock ring, something that snaps on. You can take it on and off easier. We'll build you up to wearing it for longer stints. I told you, any pain is bad. Now, up on your knees."
Natsu rose to his knees, but now he really felt how that pressure was becoming too much. Gray reached down and easily unsnapped the leather binding. The rush of blood made Natsu fall forward back onto his hands, gasping and quivering. Releasing all that pressure was too good.
"No … no, Gray!" he cried out, shivering. "Oh damn, restrain me, fast!"
"What—"
"Restrain me before I fuckin' kill you!" he roared.
Gray guessed the problem, froze Natsu's hands right to the floor, and quickly began to stroke him. Five strokes were all it took for Natsu to come.
"Oh … oh God!" He shot out, but still the jolts shivered through him. "I … I still … feel it … oh God, it won't stop."
"Are you okay?" Gray asked, truly worried.
"Hell, yes! It just … keeps … fuck!" he shivered. "Keep … feeling it. Oooooh, I love that thing."
Gray had to laugh at that. "I guess so!"
Natsu still kept feeling pulses of his own racing heart throbbing through his overly-sensitive shaft despite the erection shrinking. Gradually, and oh-so-deliciously slowly, those pulses faded as blood flow returned to normal. "Okay, I … I think it's over. H-hold me, Gray. Gonna fall over."
Gray undid the ice and pulled Natsu into his lap. He sat on the floor and held Natsu as the Dragon Slayer tried to catch his breath.
"I've never … never felt anything that intense before." He struggled to regulate his lungs and let his head drop back onto Gray's chest, utterly surrendering himself to those arms. That truly had been the most sudden orgasm of his life.
After a minute, and hearing Natsu's breaths slow down, Gray asked, "Are you feeling better?"
He nodded, still overwhelmed but relaxed now. "It just … I could keep feeling it, you know. Even after it shot out, I kept feeling … wonderful. Like it would never end." He looked up into Gray's face. "I wanna use that more."
"Definitely! That was hot."
Natsu laughed and dipped his head down bashfully. Gray tapped Natsu's shoulder, and he moved aside, scooting over the floor. Gray rose back to his feet and wiped his messy hand on his pants.
"Fetch your cock ring," he ordered.
Natsu simply crawled over since it was not far away, and he did not yet trust his legs not to collapse under him. Since Gray had not given him permission to stand yet, he crawled back to deliver it. Gray took it and patted Natsu's head before tucking the leather strap into his pocket.
"You learned how to fetch. Good boy."
Natsu glared hard. "Don't call me boy," he growled.
Gray jolted. He had forgotten. "Oh God, I'm so sorry." He knelt and hugged Natsu, petting his head like consoling a dog. "I forgot. I'm sorry. You're not a boy. You're my dragon. My precious dragon."
Again, Natsu felt a spike at the tender words and gentle touches. He shook his head, unable to comprehend how something so simple, so stupid, could make him aroused with happiness.
"Do you forgive me?"
"Yes."
"Yes … what?" Gray asked slyly.
"Yes … kainushi."
"Good dragon." He pet Natsu's head again. "But my little pet made quite a mess."
Natsu looked over and saw the splattered cum on the floor. "Oh. Sorry," he mumbled.
Gray hummed as he got a devious idea. "Clean it up." He yanked on the leash, making Natsu look up to him. "With your tongue. Lick it up."
Natsu grimaced in disgust. "Your floor is filthy," he protested.
"I just mopped. This is your punishment. Didn't I tell your cock not to come? You get to clean it up with your lying mouth."
Natsu wanted to protest. Licking up Gray's cum was one thing, but licking his own…
Gray swung the riding crop across Natsu's ass and scowled down at him. "I obviously have a bad pet."
Natsu flinched at the strike. "Gray—"
Gray struck him again with a crack of leather against skin. "Did I give you permission to speak? Obey!" Then in a condescending tone, he added, "I hate punishing bad pets."
Natsu loved the feel of that crop, but he also did not want to be a bad pet. He wanted to be good, to get praised, and to make Gray smile. Slowly, Natsu crawled over to the white, moist mess. Quite a bit had built up in the week that Gray had been off on his mission. His nose drew up at the smell. Reluctantly, moving slowly and stopping frequently with a hope that Gray might decide he was taking too long and clean it himself, Natsu leaned over. He glanced up with eyes begging not to do this, but Gray's face was pitiless. Feeling helpless with the collar, leash, and prone with his nakedness, Natsu stuck his tongue out and gave the mess a lick. He gagged a little, and Gray swatted him again on the ass with the riding crop.
"Clean it all up, you bad pet."
With tears of humiliation, Natsu began to lick the semen off the floor, choking it down. Gray bit his lip, amazed to see the mighty Salamander reduced to licking his own cum off the floor.
"Good dragon," he praised. "You're so good. Such an obedient pet."
That same jolt of pleasure shivered through Natsu. More! More praise! He wanted to hear more. With less reluctance, he licked the floor again, although the bitter-salty taste made him want to choke.
"That's clean enough. You did a good job. You ate it all up. I bet it's because you're hungry. Is my little pet hungry?" he asked lightly.
The last thing Natsu wanted was to swallow anything else. He wanted Gray to fuck him already. However, he nodded silently. A pet did not talk, after all.
"Good. I fixed something just for you." Gray gave the leash a slight tug, and Natsu leaned forward. "Come on, dragon. You can crawl. Come on. Let's go eat."
He tugged on the leash again, and Natsu crawled forward. He felt ridiculous as he rolled his eyes and went along with it. Gray led him into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out the water bottle and tuna salad. Then he reached far back into his cabinet and pulled out two large dog bowls.
"What the hell?" Natsu muttered.
"Don't speak," Gray warned. He spooned some of the tuna into the bowl and set it on the floor in front of Natsu. "Eat up."
Natsu looked at the food, then glared up at Gray. He did not say anything, but the narrowness in his eyes screamed, You're kidding me!
Gray put the water dish beside the food bowl. "I want to make sure my new pet is well-fed. Eat it. Don't use your hands."
Natsu stared incredulously. Then he gazed down at the food again. Was he serious?
"I made it for you," Gray said sternly.
Food made just for him! In the back of his mind, Natsu knew that if he obeyed and ate, he would get more praise. Still, it was humiliating. Not even Happy ate out of a bowl on the floor like this.
Gray had the riding crop in his other hand, and he slapped it against Natsu's hind side just hard enough to get Natsu to flinch. "I said eat!" he said sharper.
With a growl, Natsu lowered his face to the bowl. He stared at the food. This would be messy to eat. Still, he had eaten sloppily many times, slurping food up with no sense of self-consciousness. He stuck his tongue out, trying to scoop the tuna salad into his mouth. At least it killed the bitter taste of semen. He swallowed, and his Adam's apple bobbed along the collar. Like a bitch! He turned over to the water dish and slurped up some. At least the cold water felt good, clearing his mouth and throat from the scent of body fluids.
Gray tensed up with erotic pleasure as he saw Natsu giving up his pride and obeying yet again. He bit his lip to hold in his excitement, and the hand still holding the leash clenched. The feeling of control was overwhelming. His cock ached, desperate to be freed from these jeans. However, humans wore clothes. Animals did not. He needed to keep his clothes on just a little longer … as hard as that was for a chronic stripper like him.
While Natsu ate, Gray fixed himself a cup of tea. It was the dichotomy that really emphasized the roles. Animals ate out of bowls placed on the floor, easy food to eat, and plain water to drink. Humans drank in cups and sat at the table, drinking more sophisticated liquids. He sipped his tea and watched his pet dragon eating. It was a strange mix of emotions: burning pride that he was training Natsu so quickly, tingling tenderness as he watched Natsu eat the food he had especially prepared out of the bowl he had bought just for his new pet, and surging desire as he looked at that naked body bent over so far, with his butt up in the air.
Natsu licked up the tuna, thinking how animalistic this was, so degrading and … thrilling. Giving up his humanity! Acting like the animal Lucy often complained he was! After a minute, he got into the idea of chowing down on this food and even lapped at the water instead of slurping.
"What a good dragon! You were so hungry, weren't you? Poor, neglected dragon, so hungry you ate your own cum. You'll get good food from now on. I'm … gonna take care of you."
Natsu looked up, stunned by just how tender that last sentence sounded. Gray was looking at him strangely, almost as if he was about to cry.
"I'm always gonna take care of you," Gray whispered with an ache in his chest. Why was his normally cold heart now burning? Natsu had melted that ice away, and it scalded his ribcage. "No matter what happens out there, when we fight, I know you'll always have my back. I rely on you so much, you and all the others. But in here, just us, you can rely on me. I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything you want, because you give me everything I need."
Natsu crawled up to him and sat on his haunches at Gray's feet. Then he rubbed his head against the pant leg. Natsu rested his head down in Gray's lap and whined like a puppy, gazing up at him with wide, green eyes.
Gray began to breathe faster. Seeing that … changed something.
"No," he whispered, shaking his head. Gray rose to his feet, and Natsu sank back onto his haunches. Harshly, he ordered, "Get up. Get up right now, Natsu!"
The Dragon Slayer gazed at him in confusion.
Gray shook and looked ready to break down. "On your feet, now!" he shouted, and his voice partially cracked.
Natsu hurried to obey, rising to full height. Suddenly, Gray threw his arms around him, grasping Natsu in a crushing embrace.
"I'm changing you," he gnashed. "You give me what I need, you obey what I say, you play along with my scenes, but … but this isn't what you need. It isn't what you want. I'm not paying attention to your needs. I'm failing. I want to be a Dominant, I feel that aching need to control something in my life, but … but I'm failing. I'm failing you. I'm just making you do what you don't want."
"If I didn't want it, I'd say so," Natsu told him.
"I can tell you don't. Did you serious want to lick up your cum?"
Honestly, Natsu still felt sick at the thought. "I didn't say Yellow."
"Because you're too stubborn. I do this every time. Every fucking time!" Gray shouted as he clutched tightly to those hot shoulders. "I'm gonna go too far one day and push you away."
Natsu tipped his head down to look up into Gray's lowered face. "Kainushi—"
Gray screamed, "Don't call me that!"
Natsu paused, but then he pawed at Gray's chest. "I like the collar, kainushi. Can I keep it?"
Slowly, Gray raised his head, and his eyelids were pink. He snuffled up moistly. "You … like it?"
Natsu nodded with a smile. "I want to use it again. I like wearing it." He reached up and touched the collar. Natsu could hardly help but feel how similar this was to when Igneel gave him his scarf. It was a gift to make him feel secure, but that white, scaly scarf also showed to the world that he was the son of a dragon. "Ditch the leash, though."
With his fingers shaking, Gray reached up and unsnapped the leash. He set it to the side, out of the way, and faced Natsu again, waiting with anticipation. Gray had forgotten the most important rule about being a Dominant. It was the Submissive who really was in power.
"I can be your dragon," Natsu told him, "but not a dog. Dragons are noble and intelligent. You treat a dragon with respect. You don't talk to them like a puppy."
Gray considered what Natsu was offering. It was a chance to continue the scene, just with a few adjustments. "I may have met dragons, but I've never gotten to know one. You'll have to show me."
Natsu smiled and leaned forward to kiss Gray on the cheek. "I'd be happy to. But another time. Right now, I want more with that whip." He eyed the riding crop hungrily. "I was bad. I lied to everyone, and then I chased you away. I've been tearing myself up inside because of that."
Gray smirked at where this was leading. "You've been naughty. You need to be punished." He grabbed Natsu's chin and yanked it up. "Ask for it."
Natsu swallowed hard and felt the collar tight on his neck. He was still the property of Gray Fullbuster, and that collar would not let him forget it. Shivering with desirous need, he whispered, "Punish me, Gray."
Gray shivered at those words. Natsu really was an addictive part of his life now. "Onto the bed," he ordered.
Natsu hurried out of the kitchen. Gray put the food back away—it was still good food—and followed soon after. When he stepped into the bedroom, Natsu was on the mattress with an erection just beginning to reawaken. Before he got too hard, Gray pulled the cock ring out of his pocket and carefully snapped it back into place. Natsu tensed up with a moan of pleasure as that same wonderful pressure built up.
"Hmm, so what should I do with you?" Gray walked over to his special chest, dug into it, then returned with the padded cuffs. "You get the fuzzy handcuffs this time."
"Not rope?" Natsu had rather liked the tightness of rope, plus the fuzzy cuffs looked a little ridiculous.
"No. I don't want to leave any bruises on your wrists."
"I like the marks you leave on me," Natsu said with a lust-filled smile.
"I like them, too, but I don't like people thinking you have a girlfriend."
Natsu smirked and cocked his head to the side. "Jealous?"
"Insanely so," he growled.
Natsu laughed lightly. Slowly for emphasis, he reiterated, "I don't … have … a girlfriend."
Gray glared. "You better not."
"Oh yeah? Or what?" he asked haughtily.
Gray pulled the riding crop up and laid the tip against Natsu's cheek with a threatening glare. "Or I would really punish you, and not erotically."
Natsu's light teasing died as he saw rage in Gray's eyes. "You're serious," he whispered in surprise.
"Dead serious," Gray sneered. "Don't cheat on me, Natsu."
"I wouldn't—"
"Don't! Just…" He stepped back, pulling the crop with him as emotions boiled. "If you're ever tempted, if you ever need … more … then tell me. Be honest. Don't go behind my back."
"Gray, I wouldn't! You know I wouldn't do that."
Gray hated the sad look in Natsu's eyes as he desperately pleaded to be shown a bit of confidence. "I was just—" He turned his head away with clenched teeth. "When I heard them say that about you, that you had a girlfriend, for a second…" He exhaled instead of growling, but still his whole body tensed.
Natsu sat up and reached out to him. "Gray."
Shaking with clashing emotions, the ice wizard gazed up sadly. "I can't lose you. Damn! Why am I even feeling like this?" he shouted angrily.
Natsu smiled sympathetically. "Because you're in love."
"NO!" Gray froze as the protest bellowed out. His eyes went wide, and choking on a scream, he turned away. "Goddammit."
"Gray, it's all right." He held the ice wizard around the shoulders. Natsu rested his head on Gray's chest and squeezed him comfortingly. "It's all right," he whispered.
Gray felt the security Natsu could provide, but … it was falling apart. His sphere of control was spiraling, the chaos was increasing, and everything was falling to pieces around him. He glanced back to Natsu.
This. Just this. One man. He needed to find control in just one aspect of his life.
Frigidly, he ordered, "Put your hands above your head."
Natsu laid back down and obeyed. Gray roughly grabbed his wrists, yanked them to his headboard, and slapped the cuffs around, tightening them painfully. Natsu flinched as the metal underneath the soft fuzzy sheathing pinched into his flesh.
"Ow! I thought you said you weren't going to leave any bruises."
"I'm mad now," Gray sneered.
"Mad?" shouted Natsu. "At me?"
"Yes!"
"Wh-what did I do?"
Gray sneered down as he towered over Natsu, feeling powerful just in this. "You enslaved me," he growled. The crop slapped Natsu's thigh, causing him to hiss. "You enthralled me." Another slap of leather, this time to Natsu's chest, right across a nipple, made Natsu cry out.
"I … I what?" Natsu's vocabulary was not the best. He wondered what enthralled meant.
Gray clenched the crop in a death grip. "I was the one who wanted to do slave-and-master, but that's because I know the truth. The truth is, I'm the slave here. I am completely enchanted by you. I'm addicted. I … I don't want to lose you. I can't lose you. I can't even fathom that. Yet every time I've felt … that emotion … I lose that person. It terrifies me, thinking I could curse you with my damned emotions. And it makes me … so pissed!"
Gray turned away, seething in anger.
"I spent years building these walls around me so I would protect those near me. Then you come along and burn them all down. It makes me even more pissed that you of all people could do this to me."
Natsu stared at that cold, rigid back carefully. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I think you need those walls burned down, just as I need my walls torn apart. I need you to tear apart every ugly thing inside me, shred it to pieces, so I can rebuild my life. You said it earlier, didn't you? We need one another."
Gray smiled to himself. "Cake and frosting."
"Yeah," Natsu chuckled. "Cake and frosting. So go ahead and put frosting on me, Gray. Take this ugly cake and turn it into something delicious."
Slowly, Gray turned back around and gazed down at the prone Dragon Slayer. "Sorry for freaking out," he muttered.
Natsu smiled with understanding. "It's fine. Come on. You can leave other bruises on me. That's okay, although probably not on my wrists again. If you don't want people to know you're kinky, we'll just tell people we were in a fight. Use that crop," he said, nodding to the tool. "Release all that aggression onto me. I can take it. Let's see what type of marks a riding crop leaves on me."
Gray picked the crop up to eye level, and then he gazed back down to Natsu. "Do you really want me to hit you that hard?"
"I want all of the filth torn down, so I can rebuild."
Gray gazed across that body. Then, with no warning at all, he raised the crop high into the air and slapped it down on Natsu's thigh. The Dragon Slayer teased up at the pain, and his withering cock leaped right back to life.
"Do you mean like that?" Gray asked with a sadistic tone to his words.
"Yeah! More."
"Shit," he hissed. The crop slapped down again, hitting Natsu on the hip. The tender skin leaped under him. It was beautiful, enthralling Gray even more.
And that pissed him off all over again.
Gray felt something dark filling him. Control, but more. Punishment. Anger. Self-loathing. He felt a need to project those issues onto someone else, purely to save his own sanity. He cursed as he realized rage was winning over.
"Do you want me to beat all the filth out?" The crop hit the edge of the erect penis, and Natsu moaned loudly. "Tear you down from the inside, huh?" He slapped again, and Natsu cried out as the hit went over his chest. "Tear you apart?" Gray hit him again, but it was not tenderly this time. It was a strike filled with hatred. "So you can rebuild?" He hit Natsu again, not even caring where it hit anymore.
Instead of erotic moans, that time Natsu yelled 'Owww' but Gray ignored the scream.
"Must be nice! Get hit a few times and it's all fucking rainbows and unicorns."
He swung the crop right over Natsu's stomach, and tears came to the Dragon Slayer's eyes.
"How goddamn nice that it's so easy for you."
He hit Natsu again, and this time the Dragon Slayer roared in pain.
"Is that really what you want? To be torn down, the filth beaten out? Because … I can," he warned menacingly, huffing out growling breaths. "I really can."
Viciously, Gray began to strike Natsu over and over, pounding the crop against him. Natsu tried to take it at first, but as blow after blow rained down with no mercy, he finally tried to draw up into a ball to shield himself.
"Gray! Enough! Yellow, yellow! Enough, dammit."
Gray jolted at the safeword. His wits returned, and he looked down to see red welts on Natsu's flesh, not even to erotic places, just beaten all over. "Oh my God. I'm sorry."
"It's fine, just … not so fast." Slowly, Natsu uncurled himself. Although Gray looked stricken with horror, Natsu laughed lightly. "Wow! You were really mad."
"Yes," Gray muttered between gasps for air. "I am."
"Fine. Sorry. Damn, that thing really hurts."
"Is it too much?"
"No, just … different." Natsu waited, staring up at the ceiling, but still, he felt incomplete inside. "More," he mumbled, and his eyes turned to meet Gray's. "Punish me more."
Lust surged as anger waned. "Shit…" Gray raised the crop and slapped close to Natsu's cock, just barely missing it. Those naked hips jolted up off the mattress as Natsu moaned erotically.
"Oh yeah, like that."
Gray's brow tightened as he felt power returning. "Do you realize how much I need this?"
Natsu chuckled in a lust-hazed daze. "I think I can relate. I need it, too."
Gray stared for a long time, using the leather-tipped tongue of the riding crop to draw meandering trails along the striped, reddened skin. Finally, he muttered to himself, "Why is it you?"
Natsu opened his eyes and raised his head up to see. "Huh?"
Gray laughed wryly and shook his head at the irony. "Why is it you who can do this to me? Why not some drop-dead gorgeous girl? Why you?"
Natsu's face fell sadly. "Do you not want it to be me?"
Gray caught what he said too late. "That's not what I mean. It's just … weird, isn't it? We spent our lives at one another's throats, and now … now I want to lick that throat of yours. Instead of beating you in competition, I want to beat you to make you feel good. Why you?"
Natsu felt guilty and turned his head away. "I'm sorry."
"No. Hey, no!" He tugged on Natsu's chin to make him look back. "No, I don't mean it like … I … oh, never mind. Forget it."
Natsu watched as Gray turned his head away. "You … you don't really want this, do you?"
He jolted back over in shock and cried out, "What?"
"I mean … two guys. You're not gay. You sleep around with girls all the time."
"Natsu, that doesn't—"
"It does have something to do with it. You just said you'd rather have some gorgeous girl, not … not me."
"No! Natsu, I just—" He really screwed up, and Gray knew it. "Oh damn. I didn't mean that. For one, I'm bisexual, so I'm fine with you being a guy. That's not the issue at all. Two, I don't think I could do this with a girl. I'd be too scared. I know, deep in my heart, the only person I can do this with is you. Somehow, I just know that. The rival in me … hates that. But my heart … my heart doesn't care." His eyes teared up as he looked down at his restrained lover. "Damn me, but I'm falling for you."
Natsu's eyes brightened. "Gray!"
"Shut up," he shouted, shaking with overwhelming emotions. "Just saying that much … is hard. Really hard. And I'm scared now."
"Gray, it's gonna be fine, really," Natsu said consolingly. He wanted to sit up and hold Gray, but his arms were still handcuffed to the headboard. "Just because you lo-…" A stabbing glare from Gray killed that monosyllabic word. "You … uh … care about me … Gray, I'm not cursed. You're not cursed. It's okay to love—"
"Shut up!" he screamed. Gray leaped away from the bed in a panic. "It's not that. It's not! No! No, no, no!" He took the riding crop and slapped it against the back of his own shoulder.
Natsu again tried to bolt forward but was stuck. "Gray, don't do that to yourself."
Gray felt it was not hard enough. Too awkward of an angle. He whipped the front of him instead, once, twice, two hits to the chest.
"Stop it!" Natsu screamed in horror.
Gray hit his thigh, his opposite arm, and then slapped his back three more times. He beat himself over and over with the riding crop as tears fell down his cheeks. If he could only purge this curse from his blood…
Natsu yanked hard on the handcuffs, panicking as he saw the self-hatred flaring in Gray's eyes. "Stop it right now. I'm serious, stop!"
Gray dropped the crop and collapsed to the floor. He sat hunched over, his head in his hands, staring ahead in horror. Visions of the past flew by his eyes.
There was a teacher who had been his first crush. Eight-year-old Gray stood shaking before her and shouted a confession that he loved her. The teacher gently pat his head. "Oh Gray, that's so sweet. I love you, too. You're my special pupil, after all." That was not the sort of love he meant, but as an eight-year-old child, it was enough. Two weeks later, he found his teacher crushed under the debris of his destroyed schoolhouse.
Another scene: a birthday party. His best friend from school got Gray a silver bracelet. It was too big, but it was good quality. "Aww, thanks! I love you guys!" he had said to the gathering of friends with a joyful laugh. It was the last birthday he celebrated with his childhood friends. They had all died when Deliora attacked his town.
Next, a scene of chaos obscured by tears, blood on the white snow, and his mother's gentle words spoke to him. "I love you so much, Gray. Never forget that. I love you. Now run. Hide! Run far away before Deliora comes this way."
Then the vision of Ur's smiling face as her love for him and Lyon brought her to sacrifice herself. "I'll seal your darkness."
"Mother," Gray wept. "Ur. Dammit … no. I can't. I … can't feel like that. Not again. I can't go through that again." He picked up the crop and hit his leg over and over again in a roar of rage.
"Red!" Natsu shrieked. "Red! Stop it, please."
The safeword snapped Gray completely out of his mental trauma. He was out of the past and back with Natsu, in this bedroom, and he realized the Dragon Slayer was sobbing.
"Natsu?"
"Don't do that," Natsu pleaded with tears running down his cheeks. "Not in front of me. Don't!" He shuddered in terror. "You're … scaring me. You're really scaring me."
"Oh Natsu, I'm sorry." Gray leaped off the floor and ran to his side. He laid beside Natsu, hugging him closely and wiping his tears. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't hit yourself like that. Hit me. Beat me all you want, but … not yourself. Don't hate yourself. If you hate yourself, what hope is there for me?"
"Oh Natsu, I didn't even think about it that way. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
As he held Natsu, he realized both of them had long ago lost their erections. The mood from earlier was thoroughly ruined.
"Can I just hold you?"
Natsu laughed and sniffled up his tears. "Yeah, of course."
"Let me unlock these." He reached up and hit a point on the handcuffs that automatically released them. He brought the arms back over and rubbed circulation into the limbs. Then he unsnapped the cock ring. Natsu was too flaccid to react like last time.
"Man, we're messing this all up," Natsu laughed lightly to lift the mood a bit. "Guess no one's perfect."
Gray felt secure in those strong arms. After a minute of holding one another, Natsu boldly raised his body, resting on an elbow to look down at the Ice-Make wizard.
"Gray," he said seriously. "I love you. I really do. I know you can't say it back to me, but … show it to me. That doesn't bring a curse, right? You love everyone in the guild, and we're all safe. So just show me, even if you can't say it. Show me you love me."
"I … I do lo- … lo-…"
"Don't," Natsu said, putting a finger to Gray's mouth. "If you can't say it, don't make yourself. I know all too well how it is, not being able to say something. I understand, and I don't need words. I need actions. I'm a guy, after all. So let's forget words. Show me your feelings. That's all I want. Come here."
He laid back down and pulled Gray close to his chest. The ice wizard curled into him, clinging onto Natsu as if his life and sanity depended upon it.
"Ugh! What a crazy day," Natsu declared.
"Yeah," Gray muttered.
Natsu held him until he felt those cold shoulders loosen up. Bit by bit, Gray's body unwound.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah," he said in a daze.
"Still feeling horny?"
Gray chuckled softly. "Yeah."
Natsu examined Gray's distant gaze. "Ready for more?"
Gray paused for a few seconds. "No," he decided. "I need some more time. I'm trying to think." His face looked stern and contemplative. "What can I do next to you?"
Natsu laughed at how thudding and serious those words sounded. "Got any ideas?"
"None," Gray bemoaned.
"How about something a bit more … normal?"
Gray jolted out of his daze. "Normal? With you?"
"Yeah, normal. You can do normal sex, right? You don't always do kinky stuff."
"Yeah, but … but with girls it's different."
"Well, try it with me. Try just making love to me, normally. No hitting, no peeing, nothing kinky. Well, I still need the handcuffs, but besides that … just normal lovemaking. Please?" he asked softly.
Gray looked confounded by the revelation. Plain, normal sex?
"Is it too weird?"
Gray was still thinking through the concept. "I dunno," he admitted.
Natsu sat up again and leaned over Gray, caging him in with his arms. "I love you," he boldly declared.
"I … I care for you," Gray stuttered.
"I'm glad," Natsu said with a tender smile. Then he leaned over and gave Gray a gentle, lingering kiss. "How about we start with handcuffing me and putting that cock ring back on, then get some lube?"
"Yeah," Gray said in a breathless daze. Kink was one thing, kink could be done without deep emotions. All it really took was trust. Actually making love, though … was he ready for that?
He moved slowly to place Natsu's hands comfortably in the handcuffs. Then he snapped the leather ring back in place. Natsu arched up with a hum, knowing that if he was caged up, Gray would be safer. Then Gray drizzled gooey lube onto his fingers. Starting with just one, he slid it inside slowly and cautiously. Natsu moaned with pleasure.
"Like that?" Gray asked attentively.
"Yeah. God, yeah." He shuddered at the feel, but something was on his mind. "Gray, do you—oh God!—do you really like that pet thing?"
Gray focused on his finger thrusting in and out. "It's something I wanted to try. I've never done it before, but I thought I'd like it. You … don't like it, do you?"
"Some of it was … interesting," Natsu reluctantly admitted. Suddenly, Gray's cold finger ran across the prostate, and Natsu cried out. "Yes, right there. Arrrgh! I … I don't like eating off the floor—oh God, yes—crawling around, maybe. Oh … nnngh!"
"You're responding so quickly," Gray said in amazement, watching his body squirm. "Do you like the cock ring?"
"Hell, yeah! Definitely. Oooooh, God! Definitely."
Slowly, Gray worked a second finger in. Natsu tensed up at that, and Gray gave him time to adjust.
"Natsu, you spoil me."
The Dragon Slayer laughed through a heated moan. "I spoil you?"
"You do. You agree to do things I wanna do, even though they're not your kinks. They're mine alone. It's spoiling me."
"Well, you're certainly…" Something sparked all through Natsu's body. "Oh shit! … spoiling me … nnnnnngh, fuck!"
"Is that good?"
"Yes! God, yes." Natsu realized Gray was only using two fingers still. "You're taking your time."
"I'm not ready," Gray admitted. "My brain still isn't in the right place. I like to watch you, but … I'm not sure if I'm ready for more myself."
Natsu clenched the bar of the headboard as his whole body shivered from Gray's cold touch deep inside him. "Then how can … kssssh … your pet dragon … aaaaah … help my kainushi … nnngh … to get into the mood?" Saucily, he asked, "Do I have to bark like a dog or meow like a cat?"
Gray laughed at that, but he said nothing. He just stared down at his fingers sinking in over and over.
Natsu used his foot to reach up to Gray's shoulder, and his toes caressed the ice wizard's neck. "Tell me what to do. I want this to be good for us both."
Gray thought for a long time. "I don't know," he admitted. "All I can imagine is kinky stuff. What's normal? I … really don't know."
Natsu sighed. "Unlock one of my hands." Gray obeyed, but he kept the other hand chained to the headboard. Natsu reached up and stroked through Gray's hair, hitting what he knew was a weak spot at the base of his scalp. Gray gasped faintly at the touch. "Now, come here and kiss me."
Gray bent over him and gave Natsu a soft kiss. When he leaned back, he saw how Natsu was still waiting for more. Insatiable dragon! When Gray leaned over again to kiss him, Natsu's hand snagged up his black hair and yanked him down, crashing their lips together. They kissed hotly, wildly, hardly able to get enough of each other's taste. Natsu had missed this so much. Gray had the experience to know how to kiss amazingly.
However, it was Gray who moaned, "I'm addicted to your kisses, Natsu."
The Dragon Slayer chuckled and smiled up at him. "Is it good?"
"Hell, yes."
Gray dived down and roughly thrust his tongue in, licking up that taste and the heat. Drool dripped along Natsu's lip and slid down his throat. Gray was utterly overwhelming him with just kisses.
"N-neck?" Natsu asked, shivering in pleasure.
Gray kissed down Natsu's jawbone and to his throat. Then he went just below the leather collar and sucked hard. Natsu's eyes fluttered wide open. Being marked again! It wasn't enough that he was wearing Gray's collar. Gray want to leave a mark that would not be easily removed.
"Nnnngh … oh God."
"I love that sound," Gray purred.
Natsu purposely moaned louder. "Aaaah … mmmm! Hand. Lock up … my hand."
Gray grabbed the freed hand, slammed it to the headboard, and iced it there. Then for an added feeling of domination, he grabbed Natsu's wrists pinned wrists with one hand while the other curled inside, stroking playfully just below the prostate, teasing with only occasional touches to that place Natsu really wanted to feel. The effect was glorious. Natsu felt those fingers so close, and he tried to thrust more onto Gray's hand, grinding down onto the fingers, arching to change the angle, whimpering as that sensation was denied to him.
"Do you want me to touch that spot?" Gray teased. Natsu whimpered and nodded frantically. Gray grabbed the ring on the front of the collar and yanked Natsu's neck up. In a low, seductive growl, he ordered, "Beg for it."
"Please," Natsu whined.
"Please what?"
"T-Touch me … in that spot. Please, kainushi."
Gray gasped, feeling his erection surge back to life at those words. He had to swallow a couple times before he could speak. "Do you want me to touch … here?" He let his fingers go higher to that gland inside.
The Dragon Slayer jolted. He thought for sure he would come, yet … nothing. The cock ring was doing its job, to keep him hard and not come too soon. He felt those fingers, the ridges of knuckles, all sensations felt so clearly. As Gray kept massaging small circles right on the prostate, Natsu began to go hoarse from moaning. He needed to come. He felt like he would have lost himself twice already, but the tightness of the cock ring held him back. It was painful, and it was wonderful.
"Show me more," Gray ordered as he kissed down Natsu's chest. He squeezed a third finger in at the same time as he suckled Natsu's nipple. Natsu's hips thrust up sharply, and Gray pressed the thighs back down to the mattress. "Your chest is so sensitive," he moaned.
Natsu did not want to tell him it was because the riding crop had hit his nipples, or at least grazed them, through many brutal strikes. "Looks like you're getting aroused," he said instead. That erection was stabbing into his hip now as Gray unconsciously thrust against the Dragon Slayer's hot skin.
"Hell, yes!" Gray felt the tight ring of muscles getting used to the intrusion, and he knew he did not want to—no, he couldn't—wait anymore. He raised up on his knees. Natsu separated his legs farther in eager anticipation, but as Gray looked down, he realized something. "Crap, I forgot the condom."
Natsu peeked an eye open. "Do you need it?"
Gray realized, Natsu was a guy so there were no fears of pregnancy. Still… "I prefer it if I'm gonna come inside. Makes cleanup quicker. I'd rather use it."
He luckily kept a stash in the top drawer of his dresser after one time having a drunken lady who was so horny, she refused to wait for Gray to get up and walk to the chest to get condoms. She had held him down and taken him bare. It was not until morning that Gray feared about things like pregnancy. As the woman put on her clothes, she had assured Gray that she was on contraceptives. He never heard back from her or received legal papers claiming child custody, so he supposed it was okay … which was good, considering he did not catch her name.
Gray ripped open the condom and rolled it on. Easy, and a good habit, he decided. He even added a little lube along the length of the condom to make everything easier. He grabbed Natsu's legs and hooked them over his shoulders. Then he lined his cock up with Natsu's hole and gazed down.
"Ready?"
Natsu nodded fervently and braced for the pain he knew was about to come.
Gray's hips rolled in, pressing slowly, one hand guiding his flared head in. Natsu jolted with a cry. It hurt … so good. It was only his second time being penetrated by an actual penis (the candle didn't count) so he was extremely tight, but used to the idea of relaxing. Gray felt the resistance and paused for Natsu to adjust. He added a little more lube while he waited. Slowly, Natsu breathed through it.
"Okay." He gulped hard and looked up into Gray's eyes. "I'm good. Try more."
Gray pressed hard to open Natsu wider and wider. The Dragon Slayer shivered out a moan so loud, probably half the street heard him.
"Natsu," he whispered in amazement.
Gray gave small thrusts, again and again. Each time, it got easier and he could go deeper. Natsu's body was loosening, opening up quickly. At a time like this, he saw the Dragon Slayer at his most vulnerable. Right here, right now, Gray was totally in control. He was thoroughly overpowering this man. It was the control he needed so desperately.
Gray leaned his head to the side and rubbed his cheek against Natsu's leg resting on his shoulder. Then he moved his mouth, dragging his lips over the muscular skin, and suddenly he bit Natsu's calve. Natsu gasped. He loved the feel of teeth on his skin, and the thought of being marked aroused him.
"Do you like that?" Gray asked with a smirk. "It's better to mark you down here, where your pants will hide it. No one should be able to see that. No one but me." He leaned over further and bit Natsu's inner thigh, really digging his teeth in. The Dragon Slayer quivered and groaned in pleasure. When Gray let go, he saw pink bite marks on Natsu's bronze skin. "Do you like when I bite you?" he whispered lustfully.
Natsu hissed out, "Yessss…"
Gray slowly thrust in as he leaned forward, pushing all the way inside while folding Natsu's legs up to his chest and leaning over his prone body. His face was right above Natsu's, practically snarling down at him.
"How about if I bite here?" He caught up Natsu's lower lip in his teeth and pulled the lip out far, stretching it and biting it until he tasted blood. Then he let go and saw the tiny bit of red on Natsu's mouth. "You can tell people you bit your own lip," he said, smiling arrogantly. "You said you can taste lust within blood. Can you taste your own? Can you taste just how aroused I make you? Taste it! Lick up your blood."
Natsu's tongue swiped over the bleeding lip, and suddenly he arched up with a moan. Gray wondered just what he could taste. He leaned over and also licked the bleeding lip. It was just a coppery taste to him, but still, the idea of licking Natsu's blood was erotic.
"I wish I could bite you all over," Gray growled as he began to thrust hard into Natsu. "I wish I could mark every bit of your skin, then keep you here, keep you hidden away, so I can look at those marks day after day. All mine. You're … nnngh … mine!"
Natsu began to cry out as each thrust shoved him back across the mattress. Gray kept slamming his erection in, plunging into that heat like a lava pit.
"I … don't think…" Gray strained out, "I'm gonna … last long."
"Me neither," Natsu groaned through clenched teeth. "Fuck, too good. Too good! C-c-can you take … cock ring … off? Off now."
"No," Gray said in a deep voice, sending shivers through Natsu's body. "You're gonna wear it until you come."
"Please. I really need to come now," Natsu begged. "It's … it's holding me back."
"I know," the ice wizard said haughtily. "I'm gonna make you keep feeling that need." He slammed in harder.
Gray remembered the first few times, Natsu had to indulge in a rape fantasy, screaming not to, needing to feel forced. That need did not happen with the candles. Gray had figured it was because the candles were less sexual than actual anatomy, but he realized those screaming cries of "don't rape me" were not happening this time either. He really hoped that meant Natsu was slowly healing from that tragic past.
"Gray!" Natsu growled through jolts that rocked him, yet nothing shot out. "I need it! Gray, please, let me come."
"You can do it on your own," Gray urged as his hips pounded into Natsu. He grabbed the massive erection and gave Natsu aggressive strokes in time with his thrusts. "Come on, Natsu."
That pulsing throb that made Natsu far more sensitive now burned with Gray's cold touches. He screamed as any touch to his penis, any at all, was almost too much. Gray's firm hand thrusting all that built-up blood and frazzled nerves to life was pure, sweet agony, the most intensely erotic sensation he had ever experienced in his life.
Natsu's quivering scream pushed Gray right to the brink. "Almost … almost there."
"Graaaay!"
At hearing those cries and feeling the inner clenching, Gray lost himself. He thrust in deep and hard, gasping as he came, getting out random syllables of Natsu's name. "Nnngh … aaaaah … naaaah … tsuuuuuu!"
Yet still, Natsu did not come. Although spent, Gray kept thrusting in while stroking Natsu even faster. Then, thinking he understood the delay, he leaned over and bit Natsu's inner thigh again, this time on the other side, and dug his teeth in hard.
That bite undid him. When Natsu came, it was far beyond being simply intense. That pulsing hardness, the buildup of blood, made all of his nerves far more sensitive. That sensation rebounded all through Natsu's body. He felt such a rushing surge as it all exploded outward. He shuddered helplessly as the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced wracked through his body with white-hot bliss. If he thought earlier was good, it was nothing compared to having an orgasm with the ring still on his cock.
And it kept going. Just like last time, the cock ring made the sensations linger. Even as he softened and blood could flow back out, his groin tingled, his cock was still hyper-receptive to any touch, and the pleasure refused to fade away.
They sank, overwhelmed, panting and sweaty, with cum all over Natsu's stomach. Gray did not want to move. Ever! He wanted to stay like this, buried inside his lover, the hot and sweaty skin radiating up to him, collapsed in surrender at just how addicted Natsu had made him. He wanted to stay forever in a soft bed with Natsu beside him.
'I never want to lose him!'
"See," Natsu gasped weakly. "You can do plain vanilla sex if you want."
Gray chuckled and lifted himself up, gazing down wearily at Natsu. "You're handcuffed and wearing a cock ring. I don't think this counts as plain vanilla."
Natsu lightly teased, "A little strawberry cake to your vanilla frosting, then?"
That made Gray laugh loudly. "Oh my God, I am never gonna be able to see Erza eat dessert the same again."
They both laughed together in weariness. Finally, Gray gently pulled out, and Natsu hissed as that fullness left him. Still, Gray stayed hovering over him.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Natsu said, grinning sleepily. "I'm suddenly really tired."
"Wore you out already?"
"That was the best goddamn orgasm of my life."
Gray looked down to the leather strap and traced around it. "Do you like this?"
"Oh, hell yes!" he groaned.
"Mmm, I like that shudder in your voice." Then Gray caressed Natsu's cheek. "I like your voice." After a long pause, he slowly said, "I … like … you."
Natsu's eyes widened. "Wow! That's an improvement."
"Shut up!"
"No, I'm serious. Really. That's a huge improvement. You went from I care for you to I like you. That really is a big step. I'm proud."
Gray felt his cheeks go hot. "Wh-what?"
"I'm proud of you, Gray. I wanna be able to take a big step like that, too. I guess I need to catch up to you."
"You also took a major step, y'know. You were begging to come, instead of pleading for me to stop."
Natsu blinked in surprise. "Really?"
"Didn't you even realize that?"
"I didn't notice. It was just so good, I didn't ever even think for a moment I shouldn't want this."
"Maybe it's the collar," Gray mused as he unlocked the handcuffs, unfroze the trapped wrist, and unsnapped the cock ring. "It could be the mentality of being my bitch, giving up freedom, therefore everything, the entire act, is against your will. But … it was nice to hear you begging that you want it instead of begging to get away. It makes me know you really do like it. Breaking down those walls, eh?"
"Slowly, little by little."
"You're melting my ice, and I'm slaying your demons." Gray smiled down at Natsu and stroked his sweaty hair back. Then he leaned over and kissed his forehead. There was so much he wanted to say, but he could not get the words out. Instead, he reached up and rubbed where the collar met the skin of Natsu's neck. "Is my dragon ready to be set free?"
Natsu reached up and touched the collar with a disapproving pout. "Can we use it again?"
"It's your collar. You can wear it whenever you want."
"I really like it. I can't even explain it, but wearing it … it's like … like reassurance. I know I'm yours. I know you want me."
"Of course I want you."
Natsu's eyes widened. "Say that again."
"Huh?"
"What you just said. Say it again."
"I … I want you."
Natsu felt warmth all through him. "That's what it is. The same thing with the candles last time. You said you needed it, too. Being needed, being wanted … that's the difference. That's why I could come and not pretend like I didn't want it. I knew you wanted and needed it, too. Last time, you told me directly, but this time, it was the collar. It's the collar you bought to make me yours, so it shows you want me, and you need me. That makes all the difference."
"That simple?"
"It's not simple. You can be wanted without being needed … or needed without being wanted. A person could want you," he said hollowly, "without emotionally needing you. Or they could need you, need something of you, without really wanting you as an individual."
Gray felt a shiver tremble over Natsu's muscles. He caressed those inflamed cheeks, wondering what horror Natsu was imagining now that made him say something like that.
"But you … want and need me. Both. And that's different. That's okay. It makes it all okay," he whispered distantly, as if talking to himself. "I want…" Natsu said softly, "…to keep being needed … and wanted."
Gray pulled his body up to hover over the Dragon Slayer, and he peered down fervently into those narrow eyes. "I need you more than you can imagine, and I want you more than I can ever say with words."
Natsu arched an eyebrow. "That's corny."
"Shut up. I'm being sincere."
Then he leaned over and gave Natsu a long kiss to show him without troublesome words just how Gray felt deep in his heart. Natsu's hands reached up into the messy black hair and grabbed at Gray's scalp, pulling their mouths together closer. When Gray leaned up, he felt like he would always be safe from terrors of the past as long as this burning soul was a part of his heart.
"I really should get this collar off, though," he said lightly.
"Uncage me, then. This dragon won't fly away."
Gray retrieved the tiny key from his pocket and unlocked the little padlock. He carefully unstrapped the buckle and pulled the collar off. Natsu's neck was a little irritated underneath from all the sweating. Gray wondered just how a leather collar should be cleaned. He would have to ask the sex shop manager.
"Shower?" asked Gray.
"Yeah, then sleep."
"I haven't eaten dinner."
"That's your fault. You made me eat off the floor."
"How about we go out for dinner?"
Natsu's eyes widened in surprise. "Just the two of us?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Wouldn't it be weird?"
Gray's hopes sank. "I … guess so. Never mind."
"No!" shouted Natsu. If Gray was willing to risk exposure just to have dinner with him, Natsu really wanted a simple date. "There's a place I know, been there with Happy, cheap but good. It's a small place, not many people eat there, nice and quiet … intimate. I don't want people realizing yet that I don't have a girlfriend, and that the kinky person who left those love bites and bruises is you."
"So, we keep hiding it?"
"I guess so, but I hate lying."
"I told you from the beginning, if you want people to know, it's fine."
"I know, I know, but … I won't let you be shamed. However, I can't lie to Happy. I can leave out details of what happened, but I can't lie to him anymore. I'd rather not say anything than tell him something that's false." He thought solemnly about it. "We'll wait for this girlfriend thing to blow over, then we'll tell everyone. We just have to make sure I don't get any visible bruises, and I'll sleep wearing a nightshirt so Happy doesn't see anything."
"The fuzzy handcuffs didn't bruise, but I did leave a hickey and some marks from the crop."
"Eh, it's fine. I'm tough. I think you have bruises from hitting yourself, too."
He looked down at the pink stripes on his chest. "Oh. Sorry about freaking out like that."
"We can say it was a fight."
"…Yeah," he said hesitantly.
"Hey, we can tell Happy we had a fight and I lost and now I have to buy you dinner and stay at your place as a punishment. Yeah! Punishment for losing."
"He'll ask what I made you do for punishment."
"I'll tell him … well hell, I could tell him you made me eat food off the floor. People aren't going to think that's kinky. They'll just think you were trying to humiliate me."
"Do you know what's scary? That would totally work."
Natsu laughed lightly. "Of course it would."
"So … punishment, huh?"
"Yeah, punishment. I lost."
"But it's lying."
"No it's not." Then Natsu ducked his head shyly to the side. "I lost … my heart."
Gray was speechless at that declaration. He wanted to say he too lost his heart, but he could not get the words to come out. "Let's go get that shower," he said instead.
Natsu had hoped for some reciprocity, but he passively realized Gray would never easily tell him that he was in love, too. Just saying I like you was enough for now.
"Hey Gray, can I spend the night here?"
"It'll lead to more rumors."
"I know, but … I still wanna stay with you. I missed you."
"I missed you, too."
"I wanna take a hot shower."
"Ugh!"
"Oh, suck it up, crybaby stripper. Come on."
Not too surprisingly, they slept in, too comfortable wrapped in each other's arms. When they finally woke up and saw it was five minutes until eight o'clock, they dressed and ran out without brushing their hair or eating. They rushed to the train station only to see the train already heading down the tracks.
"Oh God, Erza's gonna kill us," Natsu groaned, imagining all the worst case scenarios.
"You were the one who hit the alarm clock and smashed it," Gray accused.
"It's not my fault that you have some crappy alarm clock that falls apart with a single punch."
"What sort of idiot punches their alarm clock?"
"I've always done it that way. Don't tell me you push a snooze button like some sissy sleepy schoolgirl."
"I wake up like normal people, not like a flame-brained retard."
"Sleeping Beauty Ice Princess."
"Ash-breath asshole!"
"A-hem!"
The two had their fists raised for blows, but they stopped at the interruption of a station attendant.
"Are you two Gray and Natsu?" the stiff man asked.
"What is it?" they both snapped peevishly.
"A redheaded lady asked me to give these letters to whomever showed up first. Since you're together, I'll give them both to you."
Natsu and Gray snatched the envelopes, praying it was not something too scary. Inside were letters written in Erza's flowing script.
Natsu,
I understand you're in your first romantic relationship, but that is no excuse for tardiness. Perhaps in the future, you should think twice before staying over at your girlfriend's house. You had better be a gentleman to her or I will personally show you how to show respect to women. Lucy and I have decided to do the mission on our own. You can go back to your girlfriend. I still want to meet this mysterious woman.
—Erza
P.S. - You have my permission to hit Gray for also being late.
xxxxx
Gray,
I'm very disappointed in you. You're usually a reliable man. If you were drunk again, I'll make you feel enough pain to teach you a lesson in sobriety. Lucy and I have decided to do the mission on our own. You can go sleep off your hangover. If I find out you had another one-night-stand with a total stranger, or heaven forbid if you took up Cana's offer to visit her "cantina," I will threaten every bartender in Magnolia not to serve you alcohol for a month.
—Erza
P.S. - You have my permission to hit Natsu for also being late.
They examined each other's letters, and then they both broke into laughter.
"Out with your girlfriend, huh?" Gray teased.
"A one-night-stand, eh?" Natsu joked back.
The Ice-Make wizard smiled. "At least you definitely are a gentleman."
"And you don't pick up drunk whores anymore," the Dragon Slayer pointed out.
"We can both assure Erza she was wrong."
"Yep."
"Yeah."
A few minutes later, the two burst through Gray's apartment, sweaty and breathless. Natsu collapsed into a chair and laughed as he claimed "I won, I won." Gray could hardly help but smile at the sound. He had missed Natsu's childish laugh.
"So," Natsu panted wearily. "What's up first?"
"Get some tea going," Gray told the Dragon Slayer through labored breaths. He wiped his forehead and curled his lip at all the sweat. "I need a shower."
Natsu leaned forward slightly in his chair, looking predatory. "Want me to join you?"
Gray's throat went dry at the lust burning in those eyes. "As immensely tempting as that may be, I won't be able to keep my hands off of you, and I have plans for tonight. Big plans. Get the water going, and on a slow boil, not the way you usually heat it too fast and steam the whole pot gone. Don't put the tea leaves in yet. I'll be right out."
Gray leaped into the shower and spent only long enough to wash the sweat off his body. He wanted to be clean for Natsu, not sticky from running across town. When he came out wrapped in a towel, Natsu was sitting anxiously on the couch.
"Your turn," said Gray. "Be thorough. Clean up really well, especially your ass and your neck."
"My … neck?"
"Just do it," he ordered.
Natsu left to the shower. Gray waited until the water was running before opening his chest of erotic goods and making sure everything was ready. He did not want to run to the store to buy something he forgot, like with the candles. Confident that all the supplies were ready, he rushed to pull on some clothes. Not much was needed, but at least pants. He tugged on some freshly cleaned jeans, forgoing underwear. He did not even bother with socks or a belt.
Then he rushed into the kitchen. That had to be set up as well. He put the tea leaves in the pot, poured in steaming water, and set a tea towel over it to keep warm. Then he quickly mopped the floor. That needed to be spotless for what he had planned. He put a bottle of water into the fridge to chill, and he made up some tuna salad. He had just finished mixing the tuna, mayonnaise, and celery when the bathroom door opened. He hurriedly put the bowl into the refrigerator.
"Are you making food?" Natsu called out.
Crap, he can smell it! "Just a little something for later. I figured you might get hungry."
"Oh?" Natsu chuckled slyly in the other room. "Gonna have me build up an appetite?"
"You have no idea," Gray mumbled, although he was pretty sure Natsu would be able to hear him anyway.
He walked out and saw Natsu standing in the center of the living room, gloriously naked except for the white scarf. Gray let out a soft curse as his penis tensed up at the sight of that toned body. The erection pressed against his tight jeans, roughly restrained, and reminded Gray that he also had to keep restrained. He needed to be in charge. It was time to regain control in his life.
"Like what you see?" Natsu asked smugly.
"I can think of how to make it look better," Gray admitted, which got a little pout from Natsu. Gray sauntered forward, tipped Natsu's chin up, and stared down into those narrow eyes. "You're getting collared tonight."
Natsu's mouth dropped open. "What? C-collared? What do you mean, collared? What's collared?"
Gray smiled arrogantly. "You'll find out soon."
Gray walked over to the chest where he kept his kinky supplies. He returned and showed the item he had especially bought for Natsu: a collar to wrap around his neck, white leather with pink satin lining, a large stainless steel buckle, and a metal loop on the front where a leash could be attached, much like something a person would put on a dog. Embroidered in black along one side of the collar was Natsu's name: ナツ, and along the other side, ビッチ, bitch.
"This shows you belong to me," Gray whispered in a solemn tone. "I won't give you over to anyone. You're my bitch, my property. My Natsu."
The Dragon Slayer gulped hard. I'm … property. I'm his. I belong to Gray, and he's going to collar me, like a dog. Like a bitch.
Gray yanked the white muffler off and draped it over a chair. Then he wrapped the white leather collar around Natsu's neck, moved his pink hair out of the way, and adjusting it to be snug yet not choking. The strap slipped through, and he buckled the collar in. Then Gray took a tiny padlock, closed it over the buckle, and locked it.
Gray held up the ridiculously tiny key and showed it close to Natsu's face. "I have the key to unlock this. You are my bitch until I release you."
Part of Natsu's mind knew that was ridiculous. The lock was so tiny, he could have broken it with one finger. However, the mentality of it, being locked into his role, Gray stripping him of that bit of freedom and becoming fully in control over his life, was truly overwhelming. Gray tucked the key into his back pocket. Then he stood back to admire the leather around Natsu's neck.
"Is it a good fit? I can loosen it. I don't want it too tight."
When Natsu gulped, his Adam's apple bobbed along the collar. That slight pressure around him was a constant reminder. He belonged to Gray! Natsu's shaky fingers drifted up and felt the cold metal buckle and rigid leather.
Gray saw the shiver in his hands. "Are you okay? Is it not good?"
"No. It's fine. Feels nice."
"It should. That's a made-to-order patent leather collar with padded satin lining. I used up half my rent money on that thing. That's why I had to take a mission so soon. I even special ordered it in white in case—" His voice froze up.
"In case what?" Natsu asked sharply.
Gray had to calm himself again. "In case … we wanna try having you wear it in public someday," he said worriedly, wondering if that was hoping for too much.
"In public?" Natsu shrieked. "But … but you don't want any public kinkiness."
Gray smirked and leaned up into Natsu's face. "Then don't get caught wearing it. I wanna push our boundaries. Just the thought of it is … thrilling. Terrifying. Arousing. If you do get caught, blame it on your girlfriend."
Natsu's eyes blazed that he would bring that up again.
"I don't mean I want to do that today, obviously," Gray assured, "but … someday, when we're both used to this. It's something I would like to try, so I special-ordered it in white. That way, you can wrap your scarf around and it won't show through as easily. You can hide it, but the knowledge that you're wearing it—that you're wearing my collar in front of everyone, even if it's hidden—that's immensely arousing to me."
Natsu reached up and touched the collar again. "Having it in white … that's … thoughtful."
"I'm spoiling you way too much."
"You probably love buying these things for me."
Gray silently smiled. He had decided to buy this collar right after the wax incident. He had gone to the sex shop after midnight to avoid being seen, and as he inspected the many different collars they had for sale, he had gotten hard many times whenever his imagination dipped into how Natsu might look wearing this sign of ownership. However, none of those ordinary collars were good enough. He was lucky the sex shop owner was married to a leathersmith. She had her husband make up this special collar, and the owner herself did the embroidery. It was a totally unique collar, perfect for such a one-of-a-kind man. Now as he gazed at his fiery lover, Gray could not decide if he wanted to cuddle and pet Natsu like a cat, or fuck him wild like the dragon he was.
"One more thing. You're not too hard yet, are you?"
"I can relax if you need."
"Yeah, I need you limp for this." Gray saw that Natsu was only half erect. Good enough. He pulled out what looked like a black leather bracelet for a child, with three metal snaps for adjustable size. "Do you know what this is?"
"Not a clue," Natsu muttered, glaring at the strange item.
Gray smiled at such a naïve boyfriend he had. "Where do you think it goes?"
"That's not gonna fit on my wrist, I can tell you that."
"No," he chuckled. "It's not meant for up there." He leaned into Natsu's ear and whispered seductively. "It's a cock ring."
Natsu gasped, "Oh God."
"Don't get hard."
His eyes slammed shut, regulating his breathing.
"Good dragon. This will be tight, but if it's at all painful, let me know immediately. Don't hold back, I'm serious. It can cause real damage if you're not careful. Spread your legs a little."
Gray knelt and wrapped the leather strap around Natsu's cock and behind his balls, then worked with the snaps to see which setting was the best. He was glad he bought the biggest size the sex shop sold. He never actually bothered to measure Natsu's girth—that was a weird thing to do anyway—so the friendly clerk at the sex shop suggested one of these leather adjustable rings, that way Gray could be sure not to get it too tight, which could seriously damage Natsu in the worst way.
Slowly, he pulled the ring snugger until it squeezed the cock, then snapped it in place. Natsu drew up, but he was not in any pain. Just mild discomfort, a weird sensation, the blood filling up his cock but slow to escape. It began to throb in time with his pulse, the veins straining, like the blood pressure cuffs doctors used. In under a minute, he was outrageously erect. The bigger he got, the more he felt those pulses through his veins, and the more sensitive his entire groin became.
Natsu shuddered. "Oh God, that's good."
Gray sighed in relief at discovering he had picked the right size after all. "Now I can make sure you don't come until I want you to," he whispered sinfully into Natsu's ear.
"Yesss," he hissed.
"If it hurts, or if your cock feels cold, let me know right away. Don't even think you can put up with it. This will be way more intense for you if it works, but it can also be dangerous, so let me know the instant it doesn't feel good anymore. I can loosen it; it's not a problem. It's supposed to feel good, not be painful. Pain is bad when it comes to cock rings. I don't want you having your dick fall off from lack of circulation just because you were a stubborn dumb-ass."
"Got it," said Natsu. "It's fine right now. Feels … really damn awesome."
"I'm glad," Gray sighed. "Safewords will be important tonight. I'm gonna really push you this time."
Chills ran over Natsu's skin at the sweet threat.
Gray leaned over and picked up something else he brought out of the trunk. "There are other things I'd like to use one day, but for now … we'll start with the riding crop."
He showed the item to Natsu, a long switch wrapped in black leather, with a tongue of pliant leather on the end. The Dragon Slayer gulped hard as he looked at the device that would give him pain and pleasure. That gulp made him aware of the collar again and of the fact that he was Gray's property tonight.
"You liked when I used my belt. This is a bit more sophisticated, and a lot more exacting."
Gray dragged the leather end up one of Natsu's thighs and down the other. The muscular body shuddered under the light touch, and the trapped cock leaped in impending excitement.
"Tonight is about my enjoyment. My wants. My desires." The crop slid up Natsu's chest, gliding over each nipple. "Watching you on display for me. Using you to entertain me. Seeing how long it takes until you beg me to let you come. If you're a good dragon, I might even let you."
Natsu felt the crop dance up his neck. He knew Gray would never strike him somewhere truly painful, like on his face or neck, but the fear still tingled the back of his mind. As the crop glided along his flushed cheeks, Natsu let out a shivering sigh.
"God, you make me hard," Gray snarled. "Tell me. This cock." The riding crop brushed against Natsu's engorged shaft. "Whose is it?"
"Yours," Natsu rasped out breathlessly.
"That's right. Mine. I'm ordering this cock that belongs only to me." Gray knelt down, kissed the tip of the penis, and mouthed against the swollen glands, "Don't you dare come until I'm ready for it." That made Natsu twitch with need. He tried to trust forward, wanting that mouth on him, sucking him, devouring him. Gray glanced up, his face half hidden behind the trembling erection. "Do you think it'll listen to me?"
Natsu laughed with a shiver of lust. "Don't ask me. It has a mind of its own."
"True." Gray rose back to his feet, letting his body rub against the erection as he went, then he stared hard at Natsu. "I can't trust it, like I can't trust you. Maybe I should punish you both."
The riding crop flicked, not too hard, but it slapped right against the edge of the shaft. Natsu flinched. It was a warning tap, and his whole body came to life with it. With the pulsing pressure built up in his shaft, everything was far more sensitive.
"Heh?" Natsu laughed through heavy breaths. "You're gonna punish me? Do you think I'll learn my lesson?"
"You'd better, you cocky jerk."
"I'm a slow learner."
"Then I'll punish you slowly."
Gray flicked the crop again, this time on Natsu's upper thigh, and considerably harder. Natsu cried out, surprised he hit so hard so soon.
"Do you like that?"
Natsu panted. "Yes!"
He gulped hard, and he felt the leathery tightness around his throat. That feeling brought his fear of being strangled very close to the surface, but at the same time he felt secure wearing the collar. It was Gray's collar, and Gray would never do anything to truly hurt him. He was Gray's property. Gray would care for him.
At the same time, his cock was throbbing. He could feel his pulse shivering through the turgid veins. It made his attention focus even more on the erection, and the increase in blood heightened all sensations there.
Gray slowly circled Natsu, thinking of all the ways he could have this man, all the ways to humiliate him and pleasure him.
"Tonight…" Gray grabbed the metal ring hanging from the front of the collar, yanking the Dragon Slayer forward by the neck. Natsu cried out as his neck was forced to move, but from this angle Gray could not choke him. "…you're my slave," he whispered into the face of the stunned Dragon Slayer.
Natsu tensed up. "Gray, no."
"Tonight, your sole purpose in life is to pleasure and entertain me. This cock…" He stroked the stiff shaft, getting a whimper out of Natsu. "…is mine. This body is mine. Whatever I want to do with it, I can. I will order you around for my entertainment. I'm the only one who will give you pleasure. You can't do anything without my permission, nothing except breathing. You can't piss without my permission. You can't come without my permission. You can't talk without my permission. When I order you to do something, you will obey. That is what I mean by being my slave. It means I have complete control over every aspect of your existence. Do you understand, bitch?"
There was a tingle of fear. He was giving up his freedoms, and to Natsu, freedom meant everything. Willingly, he had to hand that over to Gray. Everything about him, he had to hand all of it over, trust in Gray, and give him everything: body and soul.
"Natsu?" Gray asked, looking a little concerned. He knew slave play was on the blacklist, and Natsu had insisted he did not want to be submissive. This was really taking their relationship to another level, pushing the limits of what was taboo, and he was not fully confident if Natsu was ready for it. Still, Gray needed this. He needed to regain control in his tumultuous life, and that began with controlling the one person he cared for so deeply. Without that foundation of trust, the rest of his life would crumble into chaos.
With a thick gulp, the Dragon Slayer nodded, braving the fear.
"Remember the safewords. Use them if you have to. Understood?"
"Yeah, got it."
"Say Yes, sir."
Natsu dropped his eyes and frowned. "Can I call you something other than sir?"
Gray smiled arrogantly. "You could call me master."
Natsu glared at him. "Hell no!"
"Didn't I say you're my slave tonight? You will address me as Master."
"Fuck you! I'd rather call you sir."
"Nope, you'll—"
"Yellow, right now!" Natsu growled, stopping Gray with a jolt. He eyed Natsu's furious face with caution. "I've told you before; I'm not comfortable with the whole slave roleplay thing. We can keep doing this, but not as slave and master."
Gray immediately backed off. "Okay, what about as pet and owner?"
Natsu spent a while considering how he felt about that.
Gray caressed his face beseechingly. "You could be my pet dragon," he said, hoping to ease Natsu out of his foul mood and back into the scene. "Not a slave, but a beloved pet."
Slowly, Natsu's muscles relaxed. "Okay. I'm your … your pet."
"My dragon," Gray purred, stroking Natsu's cheeks with tenderness. He shoved back Natsu's bangs and forced his head up to look into his eyes. "A little dragon I need to tame. Call me kainushi."
Natsu gulped as he felt his humanity being stripped away, slowly becoming something else, something lacking that fierce pride. He was becoming a pet, and Gray was his owner, his…
"Kainushi," Natsu whispered. Kainushi: a pet owner. It was better than saying master, but only barely. Only mentally.
Seeing that submissiveness in Natsu's eyes tingled Gray's nerves. Having control over him, taming him, destroying his pride and taking charge over him…
He wanted to ravage Natsu, right now, but he couldn't. He was not worthy of his new pet. The pet was not ready for a treat. They both had to earn what was to come.
"First, a pet doesn't stand on two feet." Gray licked his lips before ordering. "Get on all fours, like an animal."
Natsu almost protested again. Some dragons had feet and the arms were the wings. Those sorts of dragons did stand on two feet. However, he saw the desire in Gray's eyes. Odd as it seemed, this small act was obviously important to Gray. Natsu wanted to please him. Besides, Igneel had walked on four legs. He would be like Igneel.
Slowly, Natsu dropped onto his hands and knees. His erection hung heavily in this position. Then, with the collar straining his neck, Natsu gazed up at Gray, awaiting approval.
"Yes," Gray breathed, transfixed by the sight, almost overcome by the sheer thought of having such control. He reached down and patted Natsu's pink hair. "Good dragon."
Natsu shuddered. Why did that little praise strike him like lightning? He wanted more praise. He began to crave it. He wanted to hear he was good, instead of always getting yelled at for being bad and destructive. He wanted praise instead of ridicule.
"One moment." Gray hurried to the chest and came back with a leash. He almost laughed as he thought about putting this leash on, becoming a true pet owner. It was giddy, arousing, and made him flushed with happiness that finally—finally—he could do something like this. He could finally have a pet who would obey him.
He knelt in front of Natsu, smiling with a bursting inner joy, as he clipped the leash onto the metal ring.
"There. Wonderful." He saw a pained flinch in Natsu's brow. "Are you okay?"
"My cock's starting to hurt."
"I'll take it off."
"No!" Natsu liked the sensitivity, but kneeling like this created too much pressure.
"We can put it on again later. That's the nice thing about this style of cock ring, something that snaps on. You can take it on and off easier. We'll build you up to wearing it for longer stints. I told you, any pain is bad. Now, up on your knees."
Natsu rose to his knees, but now he really felt how that pressure was becoming too much. Gray reached down and easily unsnapped the leather binding. The rush of blood made Natsu fall forward back onto his hands, gasping and quivering. Releasing all that pressure was too good.
"No … no, Gray!" he cried out, shivering. "Oh damn, restrain me, fast."
"What—"
"Restrain me before I fuckin' kill you!" he roared.
Gray guessed the problem, froze Natsu's hands right to the floor, and quickly began to stroke him. Five strokes were all it took for Natsu to come.
"Oh … oh God!" He shot out, but still the jolts shivered through him. "I … I still … feel it … oh God, it won't stop."
"Are you okay?" Gray asked, truly worried.
"Hell yes! It just … keeps…" He shivered as his cock jolted again with the blood rush. "Fuck, keep … feeling it. Oooooh, I love that thing."
Gray had to laugh at that. "I guess so!"
Natsu still kept feeling pulses of his own racing heart throbbing through his overly-sensitive shaft despite the erection shrinking. Gradually, and oh-so-deliciously slowly, those pulses faded as blood flow returned to normal.
"Okay, I … I think it's over. H-hold me, Gray. Gonna fall over."
Gray undid the ice and pulled Natsu into his lap. He sat on the floor and held Natsu as the Dragon Slayer tried to catch his breath.
"I've never … never felt anything that intense before." He struggled to regulate his lungs and let his head drop back onto Gray's chest, utterly surrendering himself to those arms. That truly had been the most sudden orgasm of his life.
After a minute, and hearing Natsu's breaths slow down, Gray asked, "Are you feeling better?"
He nodded, still overwhelmed but relaxed now. "It just … I could keep feeling it, you know. Even after it shot out, I kept feeling … wonderful. Like it would never end." He looked up into Gray's face. "I wanna use that more."
"Definitely. That was hot."
Natsu laughed and dipped his head down bashfully. Gray tapped Natsu's shoulder, and he moved aside, scooting over the floor. Gray rose back to his feet and wiped his messy hand on his pants.
"Fetch your cock ring," he ordered.
Natsu simply crawled over since it was not far away, and he did not yet trust his legs not to collapse under him. Since Gray had not given him permission to stand yet, he crawled back to deliver it. Gray took it and patted Natsu's head before tucking the leather strap into his pocket.
"You learned how to fetch. Good boy."
Natsu glared hard. "Don't call me boy," he growled.
Gray jolted; he had forgotten! "Oh God, I'm so sorry." He knelt and hugged Natsu, petting his head like consoling a dog. "I forgot. I'm sorry. You're not a boy. You're my dragon. My precious dragon."
Again, Natsu felt a spike at the tender words and gentle touches. He shook his head, unable to comprehend how something so simple, so stupid, could make him aroused with happiness.
"Do you forgive me?"
"Yes."
"Yes … what?" Gray asked slyly.
"Yes … kainushi."
"Good dragon." He pet Natsu's head again. "But my little pet made quite a mess."
Natsu looked over and saw the splattered cum on the floor. "Oh. Sorry," he mumbled.
Gray hummed as he got a devious idea. "Clean it up." He yanked on the leash, making Natsu look up to him. "With your tongue. Lick it up."
Natsu grimaced in disgust. "Your floor is filthy," he protested.
"I just mopped. This is your punishment. Didn't I tell your cock not to come? You get to clean it up with your lying mouth."
Natsu wanted to protest. Licking up Gray's cum was one thing, but licking his own…
Gray swung the riding crop across Natsu's ass and scowled down at him. "I obviously have a bad pet."
Natsu flinched at the strike. "Gray—"
Gray struck him again with a crack of leather against skin. "Did I give you permission to speak? Obey!" Then in a condescending tone, he added, "I hate punishing bad pets."
Natsu loved the feel of that crop, but he also did not want to be a bad pet. He wanted to be good, to get praised, and to make Gray smile. Slowly, Natsu crawled over to the white, moist mess. Quite a bit had built up in the week that Gray had been off on his mission. His nose drew up at the smell. Reluctantly, moving slowly and stopping frequently with a hope that Gray might decide he was taking too long and clean it himself, Natsu leaned over. He glanced up with eyes begging not to do this, but Gray's face was pitiless. Feeling helpless with the collar, leash, and prone with his nakedness, Natsu stuck his tongue out and gave the mess a lick. He gagged a little, and Gray swatted him again on the ass with the riding crop.
"Clean it all up, you bad pet."
With tears of humiliation, Natsu began to lick the semen off the floor, choking it down. Gray bit his lip, amazed to see the mighty Salamander reduced to licking his own cum off the floor.
"Good dragon," he praised. "You're so good. Such an obedient pet."
That same jolt of pleasure shivered through Natsu. More! More praise! He wanted to hear more. With less reluctance, he licked the floor again, although the bitter-salty taste made him want to choke.
"That's clean enough. You did a good job. You ate it all up. I bet it's because you're hungry. Is my little pet hungry?" he asked lightly.
The last thing Natsu wanted was to swallow anything else. He wanted Gray to fuck him already. However, he nodded silently. A pet did not talk, after all.
"Good. I fixed something just for you." Gray gave the leash a slight tug, and Natsu leaned forward. "Come on, dragon. You can crawl. Come on. Let's go eat."
He tugged on the leash again, and Natsu crawled forward. He felt ridiculous as he rolled his eyes and went along with it. Gray led him into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out the water bottle and tuna salad. Then he reached far back into his cabinet and pulled out two large dog bowls.
"What the hell?" Natsu muttered.
"Don't speak," Gray warned. He spooned some tuna into the bowl and set it on the floor in front of Natsu. "Eat up."
Natsu looked at the food, then up at Gray. He did not say anything, but the narrowness in his eyes screamed, 'You're kidding me!'
Gray put the water dish beside the food bowl. "I want to make sure my new pet is well-fed. Eat it. Don't use your hands."
Natsu stared incredulously. Then he gazed down at the food again. Was he serious?
"I made it for you," Gray said sternly.
Food made just for him! In the back of his mind, Natsu knew that if he obeyed and ate, he would get more praise. Still, it was humiliating. Not even Happy ate out of a bowl on the floor like this.
Gray had the riding crop in his other hand, and he slapped it against Natsu's hind side just hard enough to get Natsu to flinch. "I said eat," he said sharper.
With a growl, Natsu lowered his face to the bowl. He stared at the food. This would be messy to eat. Still, he had eaten sloppily many times, slurping food up with no sense of self-consciousness. He stuck his tongue out, trying to scoop the tuna salad into his mouth. At least it killed the bitter taste of semen. He swallowed, and his Adam's apple bobbed along the collar. Like a bitch! He turned over to the water dish and slurped up some. At least the cold water felt good, clearing his mouth and throat from the scent of body fluids.
Gray tensed up with erotic pleasure as he saw Natsu giving up his pride and obeying yet again. He bit his lip to hold in his excitement, and the hand still holding the leash clenched. The feeling of control was overwhelming. His cock ached, desperate to be freed from these jeans. However, humans wore clothes; animals did not. He needed to keep his clothes on just a little longer … as hard as that was for a chronic stripper like him.
While Natsu ate, Gray fixed himself a cup of tea. It was the dichotomy that really emphasized the roles. Animals ate out of bowls placed on the floor, easy food to eat, and plain water to drink. Humans drank in cups and sat at the table, drinking more sophisticated liquids. He sipped his tea and watched his pet dragon eating. It was a strange mix of emotions: burning pride that he was training Natsu so quickly, tingling tenderness as he watched Natsu eat the food he had especially prepared out of the bowl he had bought just for his new pet, and surging desire as he looked at that naked body bent over so far, with his butt up in the air.
Natsu licked up the tuna, thinking how animalistic this was, so degrading and … thrilling. Giving up his humanity! Acting like the animal Lucy often complained he was! After a minute, he got into the idea of chowing down on this food and even lapped at the water instead of slurping.
"What a good dragon! You were so hungry, weren't you? Poor, neglected dragon, so hungry you ate your own cum. You'll get good food from now on. I'm … gonna take care of you."
Natsu looked up, stunned by just how tender that last sentence sounded. Gray was looking at him strangely, almost as if he was about to cry.
"I'm always gonna take care of you," Gray whispered with an ache in his chest. Why was his normally cold heart now burning? Natsu had melted that ice away, and it scalded his ribcage. "No matter what happens out there, when we fight, I know you'll always have my back. I rely on you so much, you and all the others. But in here, just us, you can rely on me. I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything you want, because you give me everything I need."
Natsu crawled up to him, sat on his haunches at Gray's feet, and rubbed his head against his leg. Natsu rested his head down in Gray's lap and whined like a puppy, gazing up at him with wide, green eyes.
Gray began to breathe faster. Seeing that … changed something.
"No," he whispered, shaking his head. Gray rose to his feet, and Natsu sank back onto his haunches. Harshly, he ordered, "Get up. Get up right now, Natsu."
The Dragon Slayer gazed at him in confusion.
Gray shook and looked ready to break down. "On your feet, now!" he shouted, and his voice partially cracked.
Natsu hurried to obey, rising to full height. Suddenly, Gray threw his arms around him, grasping Natsu in a crushing embrace.
"I'm changing you," he gnashed. "You give me what I need, you obey what I say, you play along with my scenes, but … but this isn't what you need. It isn't what you want. I'm not paying attention to your needs. I'm failing. I want to be a Dominant, I feel that aching need to control something in my life, but … but I'm failing. I'm failing you. I'm making you do what you don't want."
"If I didn't want it, I'd say so," Natsu told him.
"I can tell you don't. Did you serious want to lick up your cum?"
Honestly, Natsu still felt sick at the thought. "I didn't say Yellow."
"Because you're too stubborn. I do this every time. Every fucking time!" Gray shouted as he clutched tightly to Natsu's hot shoulders. "I'm gonna go too far one day and push you away."
Natsu tipped his head down to look up into Gray's lowered face. "Kainushi—"
Gray screamed, "Don't call me that!"
Natsu paused, but then he pawed at Gray's chest. "I like the collar, kainushi. Can I keep it?"
Slowly, Gray raised his head, and his eyelids were pink. He snuffled up moistly. "You … like it?"
Natsu nodded with a smile. "I want to use it again. I like wearing it." He reached up and touched the collar. Natsu could hardly help but feel how similar this was to when Igneel gave him his scarf. It was a gift to make him feel secure, but that white, scaly scarf also showed to the world that he was the son of a dragon. "Ditch the leash, though."
With his fingers shaking, Gray reached up and unsnapped the leash. He set it to the side, out of the way, and faced Natsu again, waiting with anticipation. Gray had forgotten the most important rule about being a Dominant: it was the Submissive who really was in power.
"I can be your dragon," Natsu told him, "but not a dog. Dragons are noble and intelligent. You treat a dragon with respect. You don't talk to them like a puppy."
Gray considered what Natsu was offering. It was a chance to continue the scene, just with a few adjustments. "I may have met dragons, but I've never gotten to know one. You'll have to show me."
Natsu smiled and leaned forward to kiss Gray on the cheek. "I'd be happy to. But another time. Right now, I want more with that whip." He eyed the riding crop hungrily. "I was bad. I lied to everyone, and then I chased you away. I've been tearing myself up inside because of that."
Gray smirked at where this was leading. "You've been naughty. You need to be punished." He grabbed Natsu's chin and yanked it up. "Ask for it."
Natsu swallowed hard and felt the collar tight on his neck. He was still the property of Gray Fullbuster, and that collar would not let him forget it. Shivering with desirous need, he whispered, "Punish me, Gray."
Gray shivered at those words. Natsu really was an addictive part of his life now. "Onto the bed," he ordered.
Natsu hurried out of the kitchen. Gray put the food back away—it was still good food—and followed soon after. When he stepped into the bedroom, Natsu was on the mattress with an erection just beginning to reawaken. Before he got too hard, Gray pulled the cock ring out of his pocket and carefully snapped it back into place. Natsu tensed up with a moan of pleasure as that same wonderful pressure built up.
"Hmm, so what should I do with you?" Gray walked over to his special chest, dug into it, then returned with the padded cuffs. "You get the fuzzy handcuffs this time."
"Not rope?" Natsu had rather liked the tightness of rope, plus the fuzzy cuffs looked a little ridiculous.
"No. I don't want to leave any bruises on your wrists."
"I like the marks you leave on me," Natsu said with a lust-filled smile.
"I like them too, but I don't like people thinking you have a girlfriend."
Natsu smirked and cocked his head to the side. "Jealous?"
"Insanely so," he growled.
Natsu laughed lightly. Slowly for emphasis, he reiterated, "I don't … have … a girlfriend."
Gray glared. "You better not."
"Oh yeah? Or what?" he asked haughtily.
Gray pulled the riding crop up and laid the tip against Natsu's cheek with a threatening glare. "Or I would really punish you, and not erotically."
Natsu's light teasing died as he saw rage in Gray's eyes. "You're serious," he whispered in surprise.
"Dead serious," Gray sneered. "Don't cheat on me, Natsu."
"I wouldn't—"
"Don't! Just…" He stepped back, pulling the crop with him as emotions boiled. "If you're ever tempted, if you ever need … more … then tell me. Be honest. Don't go behind my back."
"Gray, I wouldn't! You know I wouldn't do that."
Gray hated the sad look in Natsu's eyes as he desperately pleaded to be shown a bit of confidence. "I was just…" He turned his head away with clenched teeth. "When I heard them say that about you, that you had a girlfriend, for a second…" He exhaled instead of growling, but still his whole body tensed.
Natsu sat up and reached out to him. "Gray."
Shaking with clashing emotions, the ice wizard gazed up sadly. "I can't lose you. Damn! Why am I even feeling like this?" he shouted angrily.
Natsu smiled sympathetically. "Because you're in love."
"NO!" Gray froze as the protest bellowed out. His eyes went wide, and choking on a scream, he turned away. "Goddammit."
"Gray, it's all right." He held the ice wizard around the shoulders. Natsu rested his head on Gray's chest and squeezed him comfortingly. "It's all right," he whispered.
Gray felt the security Natsu could provide, but … it was falling apart. His sphere of control was spiraling, the chaos was increasing, and everything was falling to pieces around him. He glanced back to Natsu.
This. Just this. One man. He needed to find control in just one aspect of his life.
Frigidly, he ordered, "Put your hands above your head."
Natsu laid back down and obeyed. Gray roughly grabbed his wrists, yanked them to his headboard, and slapped the cuffs around, tightening them painfully. Natsu flinched as the metal underneath the soft fuzzy sheathing pinched into his flesh.
"Ow! I thought you said you weren't going to leave any bruises."
"I'm mad now," growled Gray.
"Mad?" shouted Natsu. "At me?"
"Yes!"
"Wh-what did I do?"
Gray sneered down as he towered over Natsu, feeling powerful just in this. "You enslaved me," he snarled. The crop slapped Natsu's thigh, causing him to hiss. "You enthralled me." Another slap of leather, this time to Natsu's chest, right across a nipple, made Natsu cry out.
"I … I what?" Natsu's vocabulary was not the best. He wondered what enthralled meant.
Gray clenched the crop in a death grip. "I was the one who wanted to do slave-and-master, but that's because I know the truth. The truth is, I'm the slave here. I am completely enchanted by you. I'm addicted. I … I don't want to lose you. I can't lose you. I can't even fathom that. Yet every time I've felt … that emotion … I lose that person. It terrifies me, thinking I could curse you with my damned emotions. And it makes me … so pissed!"
Gray turned away, seething in anger.
"I spent years building these walls around me, so I would protect those near me. Then you come along and burn them all down. It makes me even more pissed that you of all people could do this to me."
Natsu stared at that cold, rigid back carefully. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I think you need those walls burned down, just as I need my walls torn apart. I need you to tear apart every ugly thing inside me, shred it to pieces, so I can rebuild my life. You said it earlier, didn't you? We need one another."
Gray smiled to himself. "Cake and frosting."
"Yeah," Natsu chuckled. "Cake and frosting. So go ahead and put frosting on me, Gray. Take this ugly cake and turn it into something delicious."
Slowly, Gray turned back around and gazed down at the prone Dragon Slayer. "Sorry for freaking out," he muttered.
Natsu smiled with understanding. "It's fine. Come on. You can leave other bruises on me. That's okay, although probably not on my wrists again. If you don't want people to know you're kinky, we'll just tell people we were in a fight. Use that crop," he said, nodding to the tool. "Release all that aggression onto me. I can take it. Let's see what type of marks a riding crop leaves on me."
Gray picked the crop up to eye level, and then he gazed back down to Natsu. "Do you really want me to hit you that hard?"
"I want all the filth torn down, so I can rebuild."
Gray gazed across Natsu's body. Then, with no warning at all, he raised the crop high into the air and slapped it down on his thigh. Natsu teased up at the pain, and his withering cock leaped right back to life.
"Do you mean like that?" Gray asked with a sadistic smugness to his words.
"Yeah! More."
"Shit," he hissed. The crop slapped down again, hitting Natsu on the hip. The tender skin leaped under him. It was beautiful, enthralling Gray even more.
And that pissed him off all over again.
Gray felt something dark filling him. Control, but more. Punishment. Anger. Self-loathing. He felt a need to project those issues onto someone else, purely to save his own sanity. He cursed as he realized rage was winning over.
"Do you want me to beat all the filth out?" The crop hit the edge of the erect penis, and Natsu moaned loudly. "Tear you down from the inside, huh?" He slapped again, and Natsu cried out as the hit went over his chest. "Tear you apart?" Gray hit him again, but it was not tenderly this time. It was a strike filled with hatred. "So you can rebuild?" He hit Natsu again, not even caring where it hit anymore.
Instead of erotic moans, that time Natsu yelled "Owww," but Gray ignored the scream.
"Must be nice. Get hit a few times and it's all fucking rainbows and unicorns."
He swung the crop right over Natsu's stomach, and tears came to the Dragon Slayer's eyes.
"How goddamn nice that it's so easy for you."
He hit Natsu again, and this time the Dragon Slayer roared in pain.
"Is that really what you want? To be torn down, the filth beaten out? Because … I can," he warned menacingly, huffing out growling breaths. "I really can."
Viciously, Gray began to strike Natsu over and over, pounding the crop against him. Natsu tried to take it at first, but as blow after blow rained down with no mercy, he finally tried to draw up into a ball to shield himself.
"Gray! Enough! Yellow, yellow! Enough, dammit."
Gray jolted at the safeword. His wits returned, and he looked down to see red welts on Natsu's flesh, not even to erotic places, just beaten all over. "Oh my God, I'm sorry."
"It's fine, just … not so fast." Slowly, Natsu uncurled himself. Although Gray looked stricken with horror, Natsu laughed lightly. "Wow! You were really mad."
"Yes," Gray muttered between gasps for air. "I am."
"Fine. Sorry. Damn, that thing really hurts."
"Is it too much?"
"No, just … different." Natsu waited, staring up at the ceiling, but still, he felt incomplete inside. "More," he mumbled, and his eyes turned to meet Gray's. "Punish me more."
Lust surged as anger waned. "Shit…" Gray raised the crop and slapped close to Natsu's cock, just barely missing it. Those naked hips jolted up off the mattress as Natsu moaned erotically.
"Oh yeah, like that."
Gray's brow tightened as he felt power returning. "Do you realize how much I need this?"
Natsu chuckled in a lust-hazed daze. "I think I can relate. I need it too."
Gray stared for a long time, using the leather-tipped tongue of the riding crop to draw meandering trails along the striped, reddened skin. Finally, he muttered to himself, "Why is it you?"
Natsu opened his eyes and raised his head up to see. "Huh?"
Gray laughed wryly and shook his head at the irony. "Why is it you who can do this to me? Why not some drop-dead gorgeous girl? Why you?"
Natsu's face fell sadly. "Do you not want it to be me?"
Gray caught what he said too late. "That's not what I mean. It's just … weird, isn't it? We spent our lives at one another's throats, and now … now I want to lick that throat of yours. Instead of beating you in competition, I want to beat you to make you feel good. Why you?"
Natsu felt guilty and turned his head away. "I'm sorry."
"No. Hey, no!" He tugged on Natsu's chin to make him look back. "No, I don't mean it like … I … oh, never mind. Forget it."
Natsu watched as Gray turned his head away. "You … you don't really want this, do you?"
He jolted back over in shock and cried out, "What?"
"I mean … two guys. You're not gay. You sleep around with girls all the time."
"Natsu, that doesn't—"
"It does have something to do with it. You just said you'd rather have some gorgeous girl, not … not me."
"No! Natsu, I just—" He really screwed up, and Gray knew it. "Oh damn. I didn't mean that. For one, I'm bisexual, so I'm fine with you being a guy. That's not the issue at all. Two, I don't think I could do this with a girl. I'd be too scared. I know, deep in my heart, the only person I can do this with is you. Somehow, I just know that. The rival in me … hates that. But my heart … my heart doesn't care." His eyes teared up as he looked down at his restrained lover. "Damn me, but I'm falling for you."
Natsu's eyes brightened. "Gray!"
"Shut up," he shouted, shaking with overwhelming emotions. "Just saying that much … is hard. Really hard. And I'm scared now."
"Gray, it's gonna be fine, really," Natsu said consolingly. He wanted to sit up and hold Gray, but his arms were still handcuffed to the headboard. "Just because you lo-…" A stabbing glare from Gray killed that monosyllabic word. "You … uh … care about me … Gray, I'm not cursed. You're not cursed. It's okay to love—"
"Shut up!" he screamed. Gray leaped away from the bed in a panic. "It's not that. It's not! No! No, no, no!" He took the riding crop and slapped it against the back of his own shoulder.
Natsu again tried to bolt forward but was stuck. "Gray, don't do that to yourself."
Gray felt it was not hard enough. Too awkward of an angle. He whipped the front of himself instead, once, twice, two hits to the chest.
"Stop it!" Natsu screamed in horror.
Gray hit his thigh, his opposite arm, and then slapped his back three more times. He beat himself over and over with the riding crop as tears fell down his cheeks. If he could only purge this curse from his blood…
Natsu yanked hard on the handcuffs, panicking as he saw the self-hatred flaring in Gray's eyes. "Stop it right now. I'm serious, stop!"
Gray dropped the crop and collapsed to the floor. He sat hunched over, his head in his hands, staring ahead in horror. Visions of the past flew by his eyes.
There was a teacher who had been his first crush. Eight-year-old Gray stood shaking before her and shouted a confession that he loved her. The teacher gently pat his head. "Oh, Gray, that's so sweet. I love you too. You're my special pupil, after all." That was not the sort of love he meant, but as an eight-year-old child, it was enough. Two weeks later, he found his teacher crushed under the debris of his destroyed schoolhouse.
Another scene: a birthday party. His best friend from school got Gray a silver bracelet. It was too big, but it was good quality. "Aww, thanks. I love you guys," he had said to the gathering of friends with a joyful laugh. It was the last birthday he celebrated with his childhood friends. They had all died when Deliora attacked his town.
Next, a scene of chaos obscured by tears, blood on the white snow, and his mother's gentle words spoken to him. "I love you so much, Gray. Never forget that. I love you. Now run. Hide! Run far away before Deliora comes this way."
Then the vision of Ur's smiling face as her love for him and Lyon brought her to sacrifice herself. "I'll seal your darkness."
"Mother," Gray wept. "Ur. Dammit … no. I can't. I … can't feel like that. Not again. I can't go through that again." He picked up the crop and hit his leg over and over again in a roar of rage.
"Red," Natsu shrieked. "Red! Stop it, please."
The safeword snapped Gray completely out of his mental trauma. He was out of the past and back with Natsu, in this bedroom, and he realized the Dragon Slayer was sobbing.
"Natsu?"
"Don't do that," Natsu pleaded with tears running down his cheeks. "Not in front of me. Don't!" He shivered in terror. "You're … scaring me. You're really scaring me."
"Oh, Natsu, I'm sorry." Gray leaped off the floor and ran to his side. He laid beside Natsu, hugging him closely and wiping his tears. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't hit yourself like that. Hit me. Beat me all you want, but … not yourself. Don't hate yourself. If you hate yourself, what hope is there for me?"
"I didn't even think about it that way. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
As he held Natsu, he realized both of them had long ago lost their erections. The mood from earlier was thoroughly ruined.
"Can I just hold you?"
Natsu laughed and sniffled up his tears. "Yeah, of course."
"Let me unlock these." He reached up and hit a point on the handcuffs that automatically released them. He brought the arms back over and rubbed circulation into the limbs. Then he unsnapped the cock ring. Natsu was too flaccid to react like last time.
"Man, we're messing this all up," Natsu laughed lightly to lift the mood a bit. "Guess no one's perfect."
Gray felt secure in those strong arms. After a minute of holding one another, Natsu boldly raised his body, resting on an elbow to look down at the Ice-Make wizard.
"Gray," he said seriously. "I love you. I really do. I know you can't say it back to me, but … show it to me. That doesn't bring a curse, right? You love everyone in the guild, and we're all safe. So just show me, even if you can't say it. Show me you love me."
"I … I do lo- … lo-…"
"Don't," Natsu said, putting a finger to Gray's mouth. "If you can't say it, don't make yourself. I know all too well how it is, not being able to say something. I understand, and I don't need words. I need actions. I'm a guy, after all. So let's forget words. Show me your feelings. That's all I want. Come here."
He laid back down and pulled Gray close to his chest. The ice wizard curled into him, clinging onto Natsu as if his life and sanity depended upon it.
"Ugh! What a crazy day," Natsu declared.
"Yeah," Gray muttered.
Natsu held him until he felt those cold shoulders loosen up. Bit by bit, Gray's body unwound.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah," he said in a daze.
"Still feeling horny?"
Gray chuckled softly. "Yeah."
Natsu examined Gray's distant gaze. "Ready for more?"
Gray paused for a few seconds. "No," he decided. "I need some more time. I'm trying to think." His face looked stern and contemplative. "What can I do next to you?"
Natsu laughed at how thudding and serious those words sounded. "Got any ideas?"
"None," Gray bemoaned.
"How about something a bit more … normal?"
Gray jolted out of his daze. "Normal? With you?"
"Yeah, normal. You can do normal sex, right? You don't always do kinky stuff."
"Yeah, but … but with girls it's different."
"Well, try it with me. Try just making love to me, normally. No hitting, no peeing, nothing kinky. Well, I still need the handcuffs, but besides that … just normal lovemaking. Please?" he asked softly.
Gray looked confounded by the revelation. Plain, normal sex?
"Is it too weird?"
Gray was still thinking through the concept. "I dunno," he admitted.
Natsu sat up again and leaned over Gray, caging him in with his arms. "I love you," he boldly declared.
"I … I care for you," Gray stuttered.
"I'm glad," Natsu said with a tender smile. Then he leaned over and gave Gray a gentle, lingering kiss. "How about we start with handcuffing me and putting that cock ring back on, then get some lube?"
"Yeah," Gray said in a breathless daze. Kink was one thing, kink could be done without deep emotions. All it really took was trust. Actually making love, though … was he ready for that?
He moved slowly to place Natsu's hands comfortably in the handcuffs. Then he snapped the leather ring back in place. Natsu arched up with a hum, knowing that if he was caged up, Gray would be safer. Then Gray drizzled gooey lube onto his fingers. Starting with just one, he slid it inside slowly and cautiously. Natsu moaned with pleasure.
"Like that?" Gray asked attentively.
"Yeah. God, yeah." He shivered at the feel, but something was on his mind. "Gray, do you—oh God!—do you really like that pet thing?"
Gray focused on his finger thrusting in and out. "It's something I wanted to try. I've never done it before, but I thought I'd like it. You … don't like it, do you?"
"Some of it was … interesting," Natsu reluctantly admitted. Suddenly, Gray's cold finger ran across the prostate, and Natsu cried out. "Yes, right there. Ahh! I … I don't like eating off the floor—oh God, yes—crawling around, maybe. Oh … nngh!"
"You're responding so quickly," Gray said in amazement, watching his body squirm. "Do you like the cock ring?"
"Hell yeah! Definitely. Oooooh, God! Definitely."
Slowly, Gray worked a second finger in. Natsu tensed up at that, and Gray gave him time to adjust.
"Natsu, you spoil me."
The Dragon Slayer laughed through a heated moan. "I spoil you?"
"You do. You agree to do things I wanna do, even though they're not your kinks. They're mine alone. It's spoiling me."
"Well, you're certainly—" Something sparked all through Natsu's body. "Oh shit! … spoiling me … nngh, fuck!"
"Is that good?"
"Yes! God, yes." Natsu realized Gray was only using two fingers still. "You're taking your time."
"I'm not ready," Gray admitted. "My brain still isn't in the right place. I like to watch you, but … I'm not sure if I'm ready for more myself."
Natsu clenched the bar of the headboard as his whole body shivered from Gray's cold touch deep inside him. "Then how can … kssssh … your pet dragon … aaaaah … help my kainushi … nngh … to get into the mood?" Saucily, he asked, "Do I have to bark like a dog or meow like a cat?"
Gray laughed at that, but he said nothing. He just stared down at his fingers sinking in over and over.
Natsu used his foot to reach up to Gray's shoulder, and his toes caressed the ice wizard's neck. "Tell me what to do. I want this to be good for us both."
Gray thought for a long time. "I don't know," he admitted. "All I can imagine is kinky stuff. What's normal? I … really don't know."
Natsu sighed. "Unlock one of my hands." Gray obeyed, but he kept the other hand chained to the headboard. Natsu reached up and stroked through Gray's hair, hitting what he knew was a weak spot at the base of his scalp. Gray gasped faintly at the touch. "Now, come here and kiss me."
Gray bent over him and gave Natsu a soft kiss. When he leaned back, he saw how Natsu was still waiting for more. Insatiable dragon! When Gray leaned over again to kiss him, Natsu's hand snagged up his black hair and yanked him down, crashing their lips together. They kissed hotly, wildly, hardly able to get enough of each other's taste. Natsu had missed this so much. Gray had the experience to know how to kiss amazingly.
However, it was Gray who moaned, "I'm addicted to your kisses, Natsu."
He chuckled and smiled up at Gray. "Is it good?"
"Hell yes."
Gray dived down and roughly thrust his tongue in, licking up that taste and the heat. Drool dripped along Natsu's lip and slid down his throat. Gray was utterly overwhelming him with just kisses.
"N-neck?" Natsu asked, shivering in pleasure.
Gray kissed down Natsu's jawbone and to his throat. Then he went just below the leather collar and sucked hard. Natsu's eyes fluttered wide open. Being marked again! It wasn't enough that he was wearing Gray's collar. Gray want to leave a mark that would not be easily removed.
"Nngh … oh God."
"I love that sound," Gray purred.
Natsu purposely moaned louder. "Aaaaah … mmm! Hand. Lock up … my hand."
Gray grabbed the freed hand, slammed it to the headboard, and iced it there. Then for an added feeling of domination, he grabbed Natsu's pinned wrists with one hand while the other curled inside, stroking playfully just below the prostate, teasing with only occasional touches to that place Natsu really wanted to feel. The effect was glorious. Natsu felt those fingers so close, and he tried to thrust more onto Gray's hand, grinding down onto his fingers, arching to change the angle, whimpering as that sensation was denied to him.
"Do you want me to touch that spot?" Gray teased. Natsu whimpered and nodded frantically. Gray grabbed the ring on the front of the collar and yanked Natsu's neck up. In a low, seductive growl, he ordered, "Beg for it."
"Please," Natsu whined.
"Please what?"
"T-Touch me … in that spot. Please, kainushi."
Gray gasped, feeling his erection surge back to life at those words. He had to swallow a couple times before he could speak. "Do you want me to touch … here?" He let his fingers go higher to that gland inside.
The Dragon Slayer jolted. He thought for sure he would come, yet … nothing. The cock ring was doing its job, to keep him hard and not come too soon. He felt those fingers, the ridges of knuckles, all sensations felt so clearly. As Gray kept massaging small circles right on the prostate, Natsu began to go hoarse from moaning. He needed to come. He felt like he would have lost himself twice already, but the tightness of the cock ring held him back. It was painful, and it was wonderful.
"Show me more," Gray ordered as he kissed down Natsu's chest. He squeezed a third finger in at the same time as he suckled Natsu's nipple. Natsu's hips thrust up sharply, and Gray pressed the thighs back down to the mattress. "Your chest is so sensitive," he moaned.
Natsu did not want to tell him it was because the riding crop had hit his nipples, or at least grazed them, through many brutal strikes. "Looks like you're getting aroused," he said instead. Gray's erection was stabbing into his hip now as the ice wizard unconsciously thrust against Natsu's hot skin.
"Hell yes!" Gray felt the tight ring of muscles getting used to the intrusion, and he knew he did not want to—no, he couldn't—wait anymore. He raised up on his knees. Natsu separated his legs farther in eager anticipation, but as Gray looked down, he realized something. "Crap, I forgot the condom."
Natsu peeked an eye open. "Do you need it?"
Gray realized, Natsu was a guy so there were no fears of pregnancy. Still… "I prefer it if I'm gonna come inside. Makes cleanup quicker. I'd rather use it."
He luckily kept a stash in the top drawer of his dresser after one time having a drunken lady who was so horny, she refused to wait for Gray to get up and walk to the chest to get condoms. She had held him down and taken him bare. It was not until morning that Gray feared about things like pregnancy. As the woman put on her clothes, she had assured Gray that she was on contraceptives. He never heard back from her or received legal papers claiming child custody, so he supposed it was okay … which was good, considering he did not catch her name.
Gray ripped open the condom and rolled it on. Easy, and a good habit, he decided. He even added a little lube along the length of the condom to make everything easier. He grabbed Natsu's legs and hooked them over his shoulders. Then he lined his cock up with Natsu's hole and gazed down.
"Ready?"
Natsu nodded fervently and braced for the pain he knew was about to come.
Gray's hips rolled in, pressing slowly, one hand guiding his flared head in. Natsu jolted with a cry. It hurt … so good. It was only his second time being penetrated by an actual penis (the candle didn't count) so he was extremely tight, but used to the idea of relaxing. Gray felt the resistance and paused for Natsu to adjust. He added a little more lube while he waited. Slowly, Natsu breathed through it.
"Okay." He gulped hard and looked up into Gray's eyes. "I'm good. Try more."
Gray pressed hard to open Natsu wider and wider. The Dragon Slayer shivered out a moan so loud, probably half the street heard him.
"Natsu," he whispered in amazement.
Gray gave small thrusts, again and again. Each time, it got easier, and he could go deeper. Natsu's body was loosening, opening up quickly. At a time like this, he saw the Dragon Slayer at his most vulnerable. Right here, right now, Gray was totally in control. He was thoroughly overpowering this man. It was the control he needed so desperately.
Gray leaned his head to the side and rubbed his cheek against Natsu's leg resting on his shoulder. Then he moved his mouth, dragging his lips over the muscular skin, and suddenly he bit Natsu's calve. Natsu gasped. He loved the feel of teeth on his skin, and the thought of being marked aroused him.
"Do you like that?" Gray asked with a smirk. "It's better to mark you down here, where your pants will hide it. No one should be able to see that. No one but me." He leaned over further and bit Natsu's inner thigh, really digging his teeth in. The Dragon Slayer quivered and groaned in pleasure. When Gray let go, he saw pink bite marks on Natsu's bronze skin. "Do you like when I bite you?" he whispered lustfully.
Natsu hissed out, "Yesss…"
Gray slowly thrust in as he leaned forward, pushing all the way inside while folding Natsu's legs up to his chest and leaning over his prone body. His face was right above Natsu's, practically snarling down at him.
"How about if I bite here?" He caught up Natsu's lower lip in his teeth and pulled the lip out far, stretching it and biting it until he tasted blood. Then he let go and saw the tiny bit of red on Natsu's mouth. "You can tell people you bit your own lip," he said, smiling arrogantly. "You said you can taste lust within blood. Can you taste your own? Can you taste just how aroused I make you? Taste it. Lick up your blood."
Natsu's tongue swiped over the bleeding lip, and suddenly he arched up with a moan. Gray wondered just what he could taste. He leaned over and also licked the bleeding lip. It was just a coppery taste to him, but still, the idea of licking Natsu's blood was erotic.
"I wish I could bite you all over," Gray growled as he began to thrust hard into Natsu. "I wish I could mark every bit of your skin, then keep you here, keep you hidden away, so I can look at those marks day after day. All mine. You're … nngh … mine."
Natsu began to cry out as each thrust shoved him back across the mattress. Gray kept slamming his cock in, plunging into that heat like a lava pit.
"I … don't think…" Gray strained out, "I'm gonna … last long."
"Me neither," Natsu groaned through clenched teeth. "Fuck, too good. Too good! C-c-can you take … cock ring … off? Off now."
"No," Gray said in a deep voice, sending shivers through Natsu's body. "You're gonna wear it until you come."
"Please. I really need to come now," Natsu begged. "It's … it's holding me back."
"I know," the ice wizard said haughtily. "I'm gonna make you keep feeling that need." He slammed in harder.
Gray remembered the first few times, Natsu had to indulge in a rape fantasy, screaming not to, needing to feel forced. That need did not happen with the candles. Gray had figured it was because the candles were less sexual than actual anatomy, but he realized those screaming cries of "don't rape me" were not happening this time either. He really hoped that meant Natsu was slowly healing from that tragic past.
"Gray," Natsu growled through jolts that rocked him, yet nothing shot out. "I need it. Gray, please, let me come."
"You can do it on your own," Gray urged as his hips pounded into Natsu. He grabbed the massive erection and gave Natsu aggressive strokes in time with his thrusts. "Come on, Natsu."
That pulsing throb that made Natsu far more sensitive now burned with Gray's cold touches. He screamed as any touch to his penis, any at all, was almost too much. Gray's firm hand thrusting all that built-up blood and frazzled nerves to life was pure, sweet agony, the most intensely erotic sensation he had ever experienced in his life.
Natsu's quivering screams pushed Gray right to the brink. "Almost … almost there."
"Graaaay!"
At hearing those cries and feeling the inner clenching, Gray lost himself. He thrust in deep and hard, gasping as he came, getting out random syllables of Natsu's name. "Nngh … aaah … Naaaaa- … -tsuuuuu!"
Yet still, Natsu did not come. Although spent, Gray kept thrusting in while stroking Natsu even faster. Then, thinking he understood the delay, he leaned over and bit Natsu's inner thigh again, this time on the other side, and dug his teeth in hard.
That bite undid him. When Natsu came, it was far beyond being simply intense. That pulsing hardness, the buildup of blood, made all of his nerves far more sensitive. That sensation rebounded all through Natsu's body. He felt such a rushing surge as it all exploded outward. He trembled helplessly as the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced wracked through his body with white-hot bliss. If he thought earlier was good, it was nothing compared to having an orgasm with the ring still on his cock.
And it kept going. Just like last time, the cock ring made the sensations linger. Even as he softened and blood could flow back out, his groin tingled, his cock was still hyper-receptive to any touch, and the pleasure refused to fade away.
They sank, overwhelmed, panting and sweaty, with cum all over Natsu's stomach. Gray did not want to move. Ever! He wanted to stay like this, buried inside his lover, the hot and sweaty skin radiating up to him, collapsed in surrender at just how addicted Natsu had made him. He wanted to stay forever in a soft bed with Natsu beside him.
I never want to lose him.
"See," Natsu gasped weakly. "You can do plain vanilla sex if you want."
Gray chuckled and lifted himself up, gazing down wearily at Natsu. "You're handcuffed and wearing a cock ring. I don't think this counts as plain vanilla."
Natsu lightly teased, "A little strawberry cake to your vanilla frosting, then?"
That made Gray laugh loudly. "Oh my God, I am never gonna be able to see Erza eat dessert the same again."
They both laughed together in weariness. Finally, Gray gently pulled out, and Natsu hissed as that fullness left him. Still, Gray stayed hovering over him.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Natsu said, grinning sleepily. "I'm suddenly really tired."
"Wore you out already?"
"That was the best goddamn orgasm of my life."
Gray looked down to the leather strap and traced around it. "Do you like this?"
"Oh, hell yes," he groaned.
"Mmm, I like that shudder in your voice." Then Gray caressed Natsu's cheek. "I like your voice." After a long pause, he slowly said, "I … like … you."
Natsu's eyes widened. "Wow! That's an improvement."
"Shut up."
"No, I'm serious. Really. That's a huge improvement. You went from I care for you to I like you. That really is a big step. I'm proud."
Gray felt his cheeks go hot. "Wh-what?"
"I'm proud of you, Gray. I wanna be able to take a big step like that too. I guess I need to catch up to you."
"You also took a major step, y'know. You were begging to come, instead of pleading for me to stop."
Natsu blinked in surprise. "Really?"
"Didn't you even realize that?"
"I didn't notice. It was just so good, I didn't ever even think for a moment I shouldn't want this."
"Maybe it's the collar," Gray mused as he unlocked the handcuffs, unfroze the trapped wrist, and unsnapped the cock ring. "It could be the mentality of being my bitch, giving up freedom, therefore everything, the entire act, is against your will. But … it was nice to hear you begging that you want it instead of begging to get away. It makes me know you really do like it. Breaking down those walls, eh?"
"Slowly, little by little."
"You're melting my ice, and I'm slaying your demons." Gray smiled down at Natsu and stroked his sweaty hair back. Then he leaned over and kissed his forehead. There was so much he wanted to say, but he could not get the words out. Instead, he reached up and rubbed where the collar met the skin of Natsu's neck. "Is my dragon ready to be set free?"
Natsu reached up and touched the collar with a disapproving pout. "Can we use it again?"
"It's your collar. You can wear it whenever you want."
"I really like it. I can't even explain it, but wearing it … it's like … like reassurance. I know I'm yours. I know you want me."
"Of course I want you."
Natsu's eyes widened. "Say that again."
"Huh?"
"What you just said. Say it again."
"I … I want you."
Natsu felt warmth all through him. "That's what it is. The same thing with the candles last time. You said you needed it too. Being needed, being wanted … that's the difference. That's why I could come and not pretend like I didn't want it. I knew you wanted and needed it too. Last time, you told me directly, but this time, it was the collar. It's the collar you bought to make me yours, so it shows you want me, and you need me. That makes all the difference."
"That simple?"
"It's not simple. You can be wanted without being needed … or needed without being wanted. A person could want you," he said hollowly, "without emotionally needing you. Or they could need you, need something of you, without really wanting you as an individual."
Gray felt a shiver tremble over Natsu's muscles. He caressed those inflamed cheeks, wondering what horror Natsu was imagining now that made him say something like that.
"But you … want and need me. Both. And that's different. That's okay. It makes it all okay," he whispered distantly, as if talking to himself. "I want…" Natsu said softly, "…to keep being needed … and wanted."
Gray pulled his body up to hover over Natsu, and he peered down fervently into those narrow eyes. "I need you more than you can imagine, and I want you more than I can ever say with words."
Natsu arched an eyebrow. "That's corny."
"Shut up. I'm being sincere."
Then he leaned over and gave Natsu a long kiss to show him without troublesome words just how he felt deep in his heart. Natsu's hands reached up into the messy black hair and grabbed at Gray's scalp, pulling their mouths together closer. When Gray leaned up, he felt like he would always be safe from terrors of the past as long as this burning soul was a part of his heart.
"I really should get this collar off, though," he said lightly.
"Uncage me, then. This dragon won't fly away."
Gray retrieved the tiny key from his pocket and unlocked the little padlock. He carefully unstrapped the buckle and pulled the collar off. Natsu's neck was a little irritated underneath from all the sweating. Gray wondered just how a leather collar should be cleaned. He would have to ask the sex shop manager.
"Shower?" asked Gray.
"Yeah, then sleep."
"I haven't eaten dinner."
"That's your fault. You made me eat off the floor."
"How about we go out for dinner?"
Natsu's eyes widened in surprise. "Just the two of us?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Wouldn't it be weird?"
Gray's hopes sank. "I … guess so. Never mind."
"No!" shouted Natsu. If Gray was willing to risk exposure just to have dinner with him, Natsu really wanted a simple date. "There's a place I know, been there with Happy, cheap but good. It's a small place, not many people eat there, nice and quiet … intimate. I don't want people realizing yet that I don't have a girlfriend, and that the kinky person who left those love bites and bruises is you."
"So, we keep hiding it?"
"I guess so, but I hate lying."
"I told you from the beginning, if you want people to know, it's fine."
"I know, I know, but … I won't let you be shamed. However, I can't lie to Happy. I can leave out details of what happened, but I can't lie to him anymore. I'd rather not say anything than tell him something that's false." He thought solemnly about it. "We'll wait for this girlfriend thing to blow over, then we'll tell everyone. We just have to make sure I don't get any visible bruises, and I'll sleep wearing a nightshirt so Happy doesn't see anything."
"The fuzzy handcuffs didn't bruise, but I did leave a hickey and some marks from the crop."
"Eh, it's fine. I'm tough. I think you have bruises from hitting yourself too."
He looked down at the pink stripes on his chest. "Oh. Sorry about freaking out like that."
"We can say it was a fight."
"…Yeah," he said hesitantly.
"Hey, we can tell Happy we had a fight and I lost and now I have to buy you dinner and stay at your place as a punishment. Yeah! Punishment for losing."
"He'll ask what I made you do for punishment."
"I'll tell him … well hell, I could tell him you made me eat food off the floor. People aren't going to think that's kinky. They'll just think you were trying to humiliate me."
"Do you know what's scary? That would totally work."
Natsu laughed lightly. "Of course it would."
"So … punishment, huh?"
"Yeah, punishment. I lost."
"But it's lying."
"No, it's not." Then Natsu ducked his head shyly to the side. "I lost … my heart."
Gray was speechless at that declaration. He wanted to say he too lost his heart, but he could not get the words to come out. "Let's go get that shower," he said instead.
Natsu had hoped for some reciprocity, but he passively realized Gray would never easily tell him that he was in love too. Just saying I like you was enough for now.
"Hey, Gray, can I spend the night here?"
"It'll lead to more rumors."
"I know, but … I still wanna stay with you. I missed you."
"I missed you too."
"I wanna take a hot shower."
"Ugh!"
"Oh, suck it up, crybaby stripper. Come on."
Not too surprisingly, they slept in, too comfortable wrapped in each other's arms. When they finally woke up and saw it was five minutes until eight o'clock, they dressed and ran out without brushing their hair or eating. They rushed to the train station only to see the train already heading down the tracks.
"Oh God, Erza's gonna kill us," Natsu groaned, imagining all the worst case scenarios.
"You were the one who hit the alarm clock and smashed it," Gray accused.
"It's not my fault that you have some crappy alarm clock that falls apart with a single punch."
"What sort of idiot punches their alarm clock?"
"I've always done it that way. Don't tell me you push a snooze button like some sissy sleepy schoolgirl."
"I wake up like normal people, not like a flame-brained retard."
"Sleeping Beauty ice princess."
"Ash-breath asshole."
"A-hem!"
The two had their fists raised for blows, but they stopped at the interruption of a station attendant.
"Are you two Gray and Natsu?" the stiff man asked.
"What is it?" they both snapped peevishly.
"A redheaded lady asked me to give these letters to whomever showed up first. Since you're together, I'll give them both to you."
Natsu and Gray snatched the envelopes, praying it was not something too scary. Inside were letters written in Erza's flowing script.
Natsu,
I understand you're in your first romantic relationship, but that is no excuse for tardiness. Perhaps in the future, you should think twice before staying over at your girlfriend's house. You had better be a gentleman to her, or I will personally show you how to show respect to women. Lucy and I have decided to do the mission on our own. You can go back to your girlfriend. I still want to meet this mysterious woman.
—Erza
P.S. - You have my permission to hit Gray for also being late.
xxxxx
Gray,
I'm very disappointed in you. You're usually a reliable man. If you were drunk again, I'll make you feel enough pain to teach you a lesson in sobriety. Lucy and I have decided to do the mission on our own. You can go sleep off your hangover. If I find out you had another one-night-stand with a total stranger, or heaven forbid if you took up Cana's offer to visit her "cantina," I will threaten every bartender in Magnolia not to serve you alcohol for a month.
—Erza
P.S. - You have my permission to hit Natsu for also being late.
They examined each other's letters, and then they both broke into laughter.
"Out with your girlfriend, huh?" Gray teased.
"A one-night-stand, eh?" Natsu joked back.
The Ice-Make wizard smiled. "At least you definitely are a gentleman."
"And you don't pick up drunk whores anymore," the Dragon Slayer pointed out.
"We can both assure Erza she was wrong."
"Yep."
"Yeah."
They looked at each other for a moment more. Then both boys punched one another, getting into a brawl right in the middle of the train station, laughing and feeling at ease once more.

A/N: I love whips. I own three, but I don't have a riding crop yet. That will probably be my next purchase, since they can be bought inexpensively at animal stores. Also, never hit your sub in rage. If you're that angry, put the whip DOWN!
"Slave" collars cost anywhere from $10 for basic styles, to many hundreds of dollars for made-to-order collars of silver or gold adorned with precious gems.
Gray asks to be called kainushi, 飼い主. It means "pet owner." I asked around for the proper term in Japanese.
Shout-out to the Furry readers who gave me ideas about pet play, since that's not one of my personal kinks. Nor, apparently, is it Natsu's, although we will see the return of the collar.
Cock rings come in many materials: silicone, rubber, plastic, leather, metal, etc. They delay orgasm for the guy and make his erection bigger, which is awesome for the partner. Beginners should not wear the ring for more than five minutes at a time, and never should a cock ring be worn for longer than 30 minutes. I highly recommend a ring that is easily removable (snaps, Velcro, stretchy rubber) as opposed to hard plastic or metal. Save those for the pros. Ill-fitted rings can cut off circulation to the penis. If you can't unsnap them or cut them off, it could lead to a hospital trip, and you definitely don't want to explain THAT to a doctor. The worst case scenario is a metal cock ring that is too tight to remove and causes priapism, a serious medical condition that, if left untreated, could lead to the penis being amputated. With a bit of common sense, they are perfectly fine to wear. Their popularity goes back to antiquity. Ancient Man used the eyelids of a goat (with lashes left on, for her pleasure!) In ancient China, cock rings of ivory and jade were used as status symbols, much like buying a Ferrari or Porsche. Ancient Greeks had sex shops where you could buy cock rings, dildos, anal plugs, lube, and pornographic art. Greeks rock!
This is what Natsu's cock ring looks like. - http://goo.gl/pNeBQh
I made a picture of his collar. - http://goo.gl/Mdx1QB
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