Of Fire and Ice

C.36

We made it back home in no time thanks to Harley's marionette magic. She magicked some trees to life to carry us to Magnolia right up to Fairy Tail.

"Wanna join?" I asked Harley as she helped me down. "Eh, why not?" She asked and I grinned and took her hand, pulling her in. I went straight up to Mira, at the bar, and Master beside her.

"Hey Master! Mastermastermaster!" I jumped up and down, Harley's hand in mine, so I was jerking her arm around. "What?" He asked after a sip of beer. "Look! Looklooklook! I found her! Well, she found me! I didn't think she existed, but she does! Looklooklooklooklook! I have a sister! Can she join Fairy Tail? Pleeeeaase?" I said excitedly.

"Henley, calm down." Harley took hold of my arms to hold me in place. "You have a sister?" Master said in confusion. "Yes. Hi. My name is Harley Targaryen, I'm Henley's older sister." She held out her hand for the Master to shake, but he was half asleep and a little drunk. "Master." Mira elbowed him and he woke up.

"Yes, I think she can join." He said sleepily and fell right back to sleep. I cheered and Grey came over to calm me down while Harley got her tattoo.

"Henley, where is yours?" She asked, and I showed her my right elbow again. "Let's put mine on the left one." Harley told Mira, who pressed the stamp down a little lower on the inside of her left elbow. If Harley took my right hand in her left, our tattoos would be side by side. Connecting us like a puzzle.

When it was done, Harley left to go house shopping and I stayed with everyone else. "You're really hyper." Grey noted, sliding into the seat next to me and put his arm around my shoulder. "I'm excited. I didn't know Harley existed, but here she is! And she's going to be in my life now, and I in hers." I sighed, smiling at him.

He smiled softly at me, and I fell so deep into his eyes. "I'm glad you're happy." He said softly, and I just leaned forward and kissed him lovingly for a while. When I pulled back, he was smiling. "What was that for? You never kiss me in public." He whispered. "You just... I mean, I just..." I blushed and sighed.

"You looked pretty, I had to." I looked away while admitting it. His fingers touched under my chin and turned my face back to his. "Hey, let's go home." He whispered and I nodded.

He got up and took me by the hand, dragging me through the streets back to my room.

"Grey." "Hm?" I asked and he hummed as he started attacking my neck with kisses. "Whatcha doing?" I asked in an amused tone. "Nothing." I felt him smile as he hugged me, burying his face into my shoulder.

"Doesn't seem like nothing." I laughed. "Fine. I love you, okay?" He sighed and I combed through his hair. "I don't want to bring the mood down or whatever, but it does sting a little knowing that I love you so much, and you..." I cut him by forcing eye contact.

"Grey, don't. Please. It just makes me feel guilty. And it's not like I don't care for you at all. I care for you very much, and I want you to be the happiest as it is humanly possible. I just feel that two months is still a tad bit early to be declaring love. And besides, I don't know of your romance history, but you're my first everything, so I want to take things slow and right." I explained and he rolled his eyes at me.

"I've fingered you." He said, and I'm still not used to those words coming out of his mouth. My mouth, certainly, but his? Nope.

I was going to go on about some bullshit that related to my case, but then I got an idea.

With a smirk, I put my hands on his chest and slowly pushed him back to the bed until he sat down, looking up at me in confusion. "Take off your pants and sit up against the headboard." I said strictly, and he gave me a questioning look before doing as I said.

I moved up and pushed down his boxers and sat on his thighs. Grey gave me an unsure look. "Henley, what are you doing?" He asked. "You've fingered me. It's about time I return the favour." I hummed and wrapped my hand around him and slowly pumped.

Grey opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. After a moment, he closed his eyes and his head fell back against the headboard. I felt him start to harden, so I rubbed him just a little bit faster. This earned me a moan, soft and low from Grey's throat.

While he wasn't paying attention, I looked down and studied his dick, trying to figure out how the hell it worked. As it hardened, it grew, and several thoughts came to my mind. I sort of wanted to taste it, see how he would react with my mouth on him. Another part of me wanted to sit on it, and know how it would feel to be filled up.

I didn't do either of these, of course, but I just kept pumping him until he groaned and white stuff shot out and over my hand. Grey panted and looked at me with lust-blown eyes. "Sorry." He gave me a crooked apologetic smile.

"It's good. I'm just gonna go wash this." I got up and left, leaving him a laughing mess.