"Dammit! I wish I could but I don't wanna hurt you" he cried out with watery eyes.
"Then don't!"
After an accident on a job, the worst news is given to the whole of the Fairy Tail guild. As Natsu struggles to handle the consequence, Gray is more th...
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"Ya'know you could look'a little happy for once in your life, frosty."
Gray's brow raised in confusion at the comment. He was looking down at his book keeping the fire mage company as Porlyusica discussed things with the master. Turning his head to gaze at the younger boy he caught a glimpse of him wiping his nose on his sleeve, blood cresting his nostril and dripping down his upper lip.
"Here let me get that," he murmured under his breath. Snatching a few tissues from the bedside table he dabbed the soft facial paper on the dragons slayers philtrum, cleaning the area and temporarily stopping the oozing liquid from dripping further down the pallor skin. Sapphire eyes met emerald in an intense stare; his eyes locked on the other boy in a heated gaze. Gray's stomach twisted with emotions of intimacy and yearning while he continues to wipe away any remaining ichor adorning the fire mage's sun-kissed skin. A visible blush embellished Natsu's rounded cheeks as his innocent olive orbs watched him in awe. Backtracking his hand Gray removed the material, his baby blues never leaving forest green, leaning in closer to the younger face.
"G-Gray..." The whisper never registered in the older's ears, his nose touching the dragon's. The ice devil's exhalations wafted against the fire demon's features making the younger's breath hitch in his throat. Natsu leaned in pressing his chapped lips against the other's chilled ones, squeezing his eyes shut. Startled, Gray froze as he felt those fiery lips sucking on his bottom libitum. He parted his mouth, instinctively letting that searing tongue invade his trap. His pink muscle wrestled with the salmon haired boy's, both trying to dominate the other in one of the most intimate ways. His ivory colored hand gripped onto rosy terraces pulling the younger boy closer to him as he finally won the battle, letting Natsu collapse in his arms from loss of air. Their lips parted as both gasped for breath ending their passionate liplock. After a few seconds of laboured breathing a olive eye peeked open to gaze up at the ice mage. Peached derma reddened along the pinched bridge of the ice devil's nose and cheeks, his cerulean orbs shut tightly to subdue his arousal.
'He's so cute...' the childlike man noted. Wanting more he lifted his trembling hand towards the raven's cherry mug when the thought struck him. 'He doesn't like you.'
His heart sunk at the realization and he let his hand fall back onto the bed. Olive orbs pricked with tears he tried to push back. He could smell Porlyusica and Master Makarov trudging to the infirmary. Shortly after shouldering the ice make wizard off his weakened form the entry door flung open, revealing the witch doctor and the elderly man. Makarov's lips pressed together in a thin line, his blue eyes sparked with an unreadable expression.
