Just Our Secret - Gruvia

Bad timing

I shudder when the door flies open, and Gray's back, an occurance of a quick change of heart.

"Y'know what? No," His breathing is heavy as if he's ran a marathon, nervous as ever.

"What?"

His lips crash back onto mine, hand grasping my neck. The kiss is deep and eager, filled with passion and hunger. 

I allow him to have his way with my lips and fall into it, having trouble hiding my smirk. My hands run up his torso, planting on his chest. To my disappointment, he retreats his mouth before I can get a reminder of his tongue. 

"Sorry..." He whispers.

"Don't apologise," I'm quick to respond, pulling him back to lock lips with me.

I can't believe what's happening right now. I need someone to pinch me. He's kissing me with meaning, it's not like last time which was a silly dare, or the time before that when I was just hormonal. It's the same as our first night together. 

He wraps his hands around my neck, desperate to get closer. I part my lips, and a satisfied moan breathes out from me when his tongue meets mine. 

I'm so eloped in our newly found passionate kiss that I don't take notice of him brushing his fingers on the bottom of my shirt, urging me to lift my arms up and allow him to take it off. 

Are we really about to do this? After Several months we're about to have sex once more? What does this mean? Does he want to be with me? Or is this just another "caught up in the moment" act?

His lips break away and he kisses the corner of my mouth, paving up to my jaw and to my ear, he whispers, 

"Do you want to...?" 

Already? I hadn't enjoyed enough of him yet. Simple kissing and caressing his bare skin is enough for me right now, and he wants to go all the way now? 

Even though it may be a little faster than I expected, I rub my hand up his neck, fingers ruffling through his raven hair, tugging him closer so our foreheads lightly touch and our eyes meet, and nod along to his request, "Yes..." Our lips kiss, my way of reassuring him I really do want this.

My hands are running through his hair, urging him on when he sucks the sweet spots on my neck. His knee wedges between my legs and leans into my thigh to spread my legs wider. I'm backed up against a wall here as I'm being amused by his hands, and they're so delicate with me yet I'm adoring these sensations. 

He's doing most of the work for me, already shirtless and undoing his belt while I watch him strip in front of me, my heart's pace beating faster and faster. Before he dives in to kiss me again, I have to remind him of something, "Gray," I moan as his lips have decided to make their way back to my skin, "you can't be as rough as you were last time, you have to be gentle remember?" I'm out of breath not long into our moment.

"Yeah," He kisses the tip of my breast and unclasps my bra, "I know," 

He retreats and drags my bra straps down my arms, and he gazes at my topless self; a satisfied grin crawls to his lips as his hands drop the bra and move to caress my hips. 

He kisses me again, hard and a bit sloppy, but I'm not complaining. I'm pulling down his jeans and his boxers are going down with them. He's working on my lower half too. Before we know it, I'm in my underwear, he's on top of me on the bed, tongues wrestling and moaning constant. I can't hide the sudden blush on my cheeks, and a hot flush that's waved over me as I'm gazing at him completely naked. 

"Juvia," He breathes out my name against my neck.

"Yes...?" I smile as I answer.

"I want you to take control,"