Mating Fever - Fairy Tail Lemon

ONLY HERS (Gruvia 🍋)

(Continuation)

ONLY HERS

JUVIA

Still doubtful, Juvia held Gray in her hand.

"Please..."

Slowly, she lowered her mouth, kissing the tip lightly.

Gray moaned.

Feeling the wetness, she gently licked.

His knees buckled.

Feeling a bit more confident at his reaction, she took more into her mouth, grazing her teeth ever so slightly.

Mating Fever, she had figured it out the moment he crashed his lips onto hers when she had woken up.
And with the way, Gray was thrashing and struggling under her, He's become more sensitive.

Looking up at him, all arched back, gripping the sheets for his dear life, moaning her name, she continued with her doings.

That was until he grabbed her by the hair and pushed his entire thing down to her throat. He moved her head, guiding it.
She caught on and followed.

"Ju-Juviaaaa....ahhhaa", he moaned, his hand still in her hair.

She had never seen Gray like this. The stoic, cold ice-wizard, she was familiar with. This was an all together new side of him.
A side he'd show only to her.

With a long moan, he let out liquids into her mouth. She swallowed it.

She rose to see him all sweaty and breathing hard.

"Are you okay?", she asked, crawling back to him.

He pulled her onto him, in response, and kissed her, long and hard.

He turned them both, rising over her once again.

"My turn", he said, against her lips.

He bent, going lower until his face was just over her breast, her nipple standing out through her shirt. Not breaking eye contact, he bent and bit down the tiny protrusion.
Juvia moaned, loud.
He kept teasing with his teeth, nipping and biting.
She twisted and tossed under him.

He then went to the other and did the same, earning another moan. He watched the effect he had on her, with her nipple still between his teeth, knowing nobody else could make her feel this way. He smirked against her skin with satisfaction.

"I love that sound you make", he said, looking at her, lifting her shirt up.

Pulling her top off, before she could even register her lack of clothing, he crushed his mouth onto her breast.
Licking.
Biting.
Sucking.

Her hand gripped his hair.

"Ahhh....Haaa...haaa....mmmmhhh...haaa", she moaned.

He ravished both of her mounds, drowning her in pleasure.

He pulled back and sat up, giving the water-mage time to catch her breath.
He was now getting restless. His body yearned to be in hers. He wanted to join with her.
His hands gripped her pants and pulled, bringing her underwear down too.

He, gently, touched her womanhood. Her eyes drew closed, hands tightened into fists,  biting her lip.
He started to rub. Reflexively, her hip moved. Small moans escaped her mouth. He never took his eyes off her face. The face of pleasure she made,  feeling him touch her, sparked something in him.

He thrust in one finger. She gasped, arching back, buckling her hips uncomfortably.
Once he felt her calm down, he pumped in and out. Slowly, adding another finger, he continued.

She came all over his hand. And he licked it clean.

Watching the sweating, panting, moaning mage give in to him so obediently, he felt happily content.

In one swift motion, he threw her legs over his shoulder and brought his mouth to her womanhood. And licked.

"Gray....ahhhh...Saa....maa ....haaa"

His tongue went in and out of her, licking her clean. She came, twice. He simply enjoyed his meal.

Satisfied, he rose over the shivering, panting mage.
He asked her with his eyes, if she was ready.

She knew what came next.
Breathing hard, she nodded.

Positioning himself at her entrance, he squeezed her against him, burying his face into her neck.
Her hand gripped his hair and the other held his back.

He rammed into her, putting all of himself into her in one forceful push.
She cried out loud, in pain, holding onto him tightly. He could feel her tears flow down to his face. And he hated that she was in so much pain. And he was the reason.

Her hand caressed his head, as if knowing exactly what he was thinking. She wanted this, just as much as him, she silently told him.

"Gray-sama...it doesn't...hurt... anymore", she breathed out, after a while.

He started moving.

Pushing in and out of her, slow at first. Then, faster. Her hips moved accordingly.

"Faster....ahh...haaa...Gray.....faster...mmm..."

His face still in her neck, he released into her.
She gasped out a breath as she came too.

He collapsed beside her immediately after he pulled out. Cuddling her close, he asked on her hair, "Are you okay?"

He felt her nod.

"Gray-sama?"

"Hmm?"

"Juvia is Gray-sama's. Is Gray-sama Juvia's?"

After the way she had made him lose all control, giving him pure pleasure, putting her mouth on him, he had no doubt.

"I'm yours"

He was hers.

Always hers.

Only hers.