Oops (Gray x OC)

C.41

When we got back to the guild, someone decided to throw a party. Times have been hard lately, and a crime syndicate had been taken down thanks to us in Team Natsu, so why not use it as a chance to celebrate?

So I was now at the guild, sitting alone at a table as others partied and celebrated around me. I just sat quietly with a beer.

I was usually always one for a party, but now it just didn't feel right. I felt pretty down, if anything.

"I'm surprised you're drinking, especially after what you've been through." Someone said as they sat across from me, and I looked up and was met wity Gray's stupid, gorgeous eyes.

I quickly looked down, hands around my beer. "Well, I know Mira won't drug or poison me, so..." I shrugged awkwardly, avoiding looking at him.

"Are you really that uncomfortable around me?" He asked and I didn't answer. "I'm not mad, I mean, I guess I understand." He hummed.

"No, you really don't." I mumbled, but the way I saw him gaze at me told me he heard it.

"I know our relationship was bad, and our breakup was even worse, but why won't you even look at me?" He asked.

Because even the image of you turns me into a blabbering idiot who's unable to form a complete thought other than how beautiful you are and how much I want you.

"Do you hate me so much it's better if you pretend I don't exist?" He asked softly, and I bit my lip, still looking away. It's torture to look at him, it's torture to not look at him.

"Alright, I'll leave you be." He stood up and I groaned, planting my head on the table.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I can't win. I just cannot fucking win." I groaned and he was so confused when I looked at him. I raised my head, pushing my hair back, and motioned for him to come with me outside.

"What do you mean you can't wi-" Gray started to ask, but was cut off when I pushed him against the wall of Fairy Tail and kissed him roughly.

His lips tasted like heaven and beer and sin all in one. Gray fell into the kiss a few seconds later, hands coming to hold my hips, bringing me close to him as I held his face and hair.

We pulled back, both breathless, and he was staring down at me.

"You are so fucking infuriating, Gray Fullbuster." I growled, taking his hand and walking down the street, away from Fairy Tail.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"Your house." I said.

"Alright. Um, why?" He asked.

"I'm only a little buzzed, so I'm still thinking straight. Mostly. It just feels wrong to me to party right now, but I still want to indulge myself." I said and in mere minutes, we were at his house, on the way to his room.

"I'll most likely regret this tomorrow, but I really don't give a shit." I caught his face again and kissed him as he closed the door, and soon had me pressed against it, both of us feeling each other up.

I moaned outwardly, holding nothing back, when his fingers met my nipples above my shirt and bra, and Gray made quick work of getting rid of those before his own shirt. As he groped and bit my boobs, I trailed a hand down his chest and abdomen, slipping into his pants and quickly starting to pump him to life.

"Ah, fuck, Baz." He groaned, his head falling onto my shoulder, and I grinned at the missed feeling of him saying my name like that.

"Bed." I ordered, kicking my shoes off. He walked backwards to the bed, taking me with him, and fell backwards, me on top of him.

We both got out of our pants and underwear really quickly, and Gray's hand met my wet folds, and I gasped, rolling my hips into his hands.

"God... fuck, I missed you." He sighed, flipping us over and pressing his lips directly onto my heat, and I moaned again.

"I... Jesus, I missed you too." I admitted as he ate me out. I could tell immediately by his technique, he was trying to get me to come. I learned in our time together that Gray had three different styles when it came to eating me out: one for his own pleasure just because he liked it or something, one for foreplay where he was going to save my orgasm until later, and one where he wanted me to come on his tongue and face.

It didn't take me long to come at all, as I gripped his hair in tight fists and rode out my orgasm over his mouth and he licked every drop up.

I pulled him up, wanting to give him that post-oral kiss, but he just had to kiss up my body as he went, before joining us together in that little kiss.

As we kissed, he also thrusted himself in me, and I gasped, opening my mouth and he added in his tongue. He held himself above me as he fucked and kissed me, and I was propped up on one elbow, my other arm up around his neck. He was forcing me up to kiss up, drink in the pleasure, and I completely complied. I'd do it all over again if he wanted, I'd always reach up and cross lines for him.

"Baz... Baz... I missed you so much." He panted when our kiss broke so he could focus on getting us both to climax.

"Pretty sure I missed you more." I moaned out.

"No, no, no." He shook his head, eyes screwed shut tight, and he looked so divine. "I definitely missed you more."

I felt that need bubbling up in me, and gripped his hair a little tighter, and his mouth fell open. We were both close, I figured as he started to stimulate my clit, getting me closer.

"God, fuck! I love you, Baz." I heard him say through our orgasm, but when he removed himself from me and fell beside me on the bed, already asleep, I was almost certain I'd imagined it.

Nonetheless, I let myself stay there and sleep next to him, just to indulge myself a little more.