Dangerous Drugs

Humiliation and Horniness

Gray was unsure how long he and Natsu sat there. He no longer heard fighting outside. He hoped Erza and Lucy had moved on to rescue the abducted people. Although he should be helping them, he could not leave Natsu alone, not like this. Gray just held him, stroking his fingers mindlessly through the pink hair, hoping Natsu would come back on his own. His mind had been broken so utterly, and Gray felt like it was all his fault for not demanding that Erza should hurry. He understood her caution after nearly being ambushed, but ... really, they should never have left Natsu in the hands of those vile men for so long! Now it was his duty to care for the dragon slayer, although Gray had no clue what to do.

"Oi, droopy-eyes."

Natsu's voice startled him, and he pulled back suddenly. Those narrow eyes were back to normal, squinting as they glared up at him.

"You don't have to cradle me like a princess, bastard."

Gray felt such intense relief, all he could do was laugh. He was back! And all on his own. Natsu was seriously one damn resilient man. "Are you better now?"

Natsu rolled his eyes. "Do I look better? I wish I could pass out again. Oh God, I hurt," he moaned. "At least I can't feel anything in my hands or past my knees. Hey, how does my ankle look?"

"Like you won't be walking for a month."

"Dammit," Natsu groaned, and he leaned back against Gray's chest. "This sucks," he mumbled. "I am so ... damn ... horny."

Gray jolted at that. "You're what?" His voice cracked a little.

"I can't help it." He began to pant heatedly. "Something they gave me, some sort of drug, I can feel it burning inside, making me feel weird. It was the only way they could..." He cut off and looked troubled.

"Shh ... you don't have to talk about it," Gray assured him, stroking his head consolingly.

"No, it's fine. Sorry about earlier. They just..." He hissed in pain and shifted his body a little. "They really did a number on me." His brow tensed up as his eyes flinched. "I wanted to get out of there, kick their asses, but I couldn't do anything. I've never felt that way before in my life. So ... powerless. I hated it."

"I know," Gray whispered, petting his hair.

"Will you stop that?" Natsu yelled. "Seriously, I don't need you treating me like a fragile little girl. This is humiliating enough without you doing ... that." Natsu groaned loudly. "I seriously wanna pass out. Hey Gray, can you punch me unconscious?"

"No!" he shouted in astonishment.

"Please? I'm giving you permission to hit me," he pointed out in a cranky tone. "I would've thought you'd love the opportunity."

"I'm not gonna hit someone who can't fight back."

Natsu growled and leaned back heavily onto Gray again. "This sucks. I'm burning up inside. It's too weird. I'm used to fire, but this ... this is a bad feeling. And that drug, it's making my cock feel like it's on fire."

"What?" he screamed.

"Shut up!" he snapped. "Plus what that asshole did to me ... Dammit, it hurts so much." Gray began to stroke his head again with tender concern. Natsu shot him a caustic glare. "Don't," he warned threateningly. Gray pulled his hand back.

Natsu looked down at his erection, then inspected his hands. They were numbed, but maybe ... he just needed something. Anything! He tried to reach down, but the hands were dead, limp, and useless. Although he could feel something touch his cock, he could not get his hands to work.