Well guys, this is the end! I had a hard time deciding what to include in this one. In the end, I decided to save some parts for other stories or possibly a continuation of this one someday. I am not sure what I am going to write next, but I'm always a fan of GrayLu, NaLu, and LoLu, so we will see! Thanks so much for reading, reviewing, and possibly liking my story! It makes writing it worth it to know that someone other than me likes it!

A few hours later, the mood at the guild died down. Only a few people were left, most going home or passing out at their table. I was still sitting at the bar, not listening to the conversation Erza was having with Mira. I watched smiling as Natsu challenged Elfman, who had returned from his job, to some sort of contest. Both of those guys were characters. It made me wonder where any of us would be without this guild. Everyone was so unique that I couldn't imagine us fitting in anywhere else.

Something caught my eye, interrupting my thoughts. Gray was still sitting at the table he had shared with Natsu, looking at me. It wasn't with the lustful eyes I was expecting, it was soft, tender even.

He saw me blush and grinned, getting up from the table. My stomach knotted a little as he walked over to me. I knew Gray better than most people, and yet here I was, mind spinning over what he was might do next. I suppose that even though we have spent so much time together, we were in a whole different place now. Everything would be new to us. New touches, new feelings, a new life. I found myself trying to not sit too awkwardly on my stool as he approached. He came in close at my side, placing an arm on my waist as he leaned against the counter.

"Hey," I said with a small smile, face still flushed.

"Hey there," he said, his voice warm as it melted my nerves. He was even smooth when he wasn't trying to be sexy. Ugh.

"I have it on good authority that we have the night to ourselves if you want to leave," he said quietly, leaning in.

"Oh?" I asked as I eyed Natsu, still preoccupied with Elfman.

"Flame Brain is going to be here for a while. I think he's just planning on crashing here," Gray said. I had a hunch that it was more than just thinking Natsu wouldn't be over tonight. It sounded like Natsu had said as much.

"Sure, we can go," I said as I hopped down, ending up closer to him than I expected. His arm was still around my waist, his body just a few inches away. I looked up at the face above me and smiled. He was gorgeous, and he was mine. Even here in the guild, he was mine. Not able to resist, I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek before turning out of his grasp. He smiled, then followed, hands in his pockets.

Minutes later, we were walking down the canal hand in hand on the way to my place. We were walking in silence, enjoying the night as a couple. I had to admit I was looking forward to having the rest of the night to ourselves. Not just for the sexy time that was undoubtedly ahead, but for the time to just be alone together. I felt so close to him now, just walking. It was as if all our personal interactions had become amplified, something more. I couldn't wait to get back to my empty place and just spend time with this beautiful ice mage. Now that we were official, I was hoping I'd have lots of this to look forward to. Even at his place.

Hmm, his place. I paused our walk as I thought to myself. He turned to look at me, raising an eyebrow in question.

"I was just thinking. We can keep going to my place if you want, but.. we could also go to yours," I said, a little too hopefully.

I had been to Gray's place before. I didn't go often, as he wasn't usually there. Normally, it was when we were waiting for him to pack for a mission or on the anniversary of Ur's death. I had noticed he didn't show up to the guild those days, so once I dropped by just to see if he wanted company. I knew he likely wanted to be alone, but I had been there too, with my mother, and I knew that deep down it was comforting to have someone around, even if they said nothing.

I knocked on his door tentatively, not sure he would answer. But he did. The door opened and he stood there and looked at me, as if deciding what to do. I said nothing as I just looked back, offering an empathetic smile, seeing the aching in his face. Exhaling through his nose, he nodded slightly as he held the door open further for me to come in. We never said much those nights. I brought a book and would curl up on his couch as the time passed. Eventually, he would let his tiredness win and retreat to the bedroom. The first time, I had been unsure of what to do. I could always leave, or sleep on the couch, but it seemed silly when we slept together at my place all the time. I just wasn't sure if he would rather fall asleep alone with his thoughts. Quietly, I got up and tip toed over to his room. I peaked in slowly, not wanting to disturb him if was already sleeping. My gaze was met with two frosty blue eyes.

"Shut the door behind you," was all he said. I nodded and slipped inside, shutting the door quietly. He was already in bed, lying on his side. I walked around to the other side and slid in on my side next to him. I knew he was still hurting, so I gently rested my head on his from behind and placed my hand on his shoulder.

Going to his place would be a little different with our new circumstances. I was more excited than I should be at staying over as his.. girlfriend.

He chuckled as he turned back around, dragging me by the hand with him. "Well then, we are going the wrong direction aren't we?"

Gray stayed in a small apartment in a nice part of Magnolia. It definitely was small, only having a kitchen/living room combination, a bathroom, and his bedroom. He was rarely there and never had company though, so it fit him. As always, it was meticulously clean. He didn't have many things and his minimalism was reflected in his décor. I had always found it interesting how much his place really represented him. The walls were a dark blue-gray. His bed always had gray, black, blue or white sheets. Also as always, it was freezing.

"Brrr!" I said, rubbing my arms as I stepped into his flat. He laughed as he stepped over to his thermostat.

"I guess I'm going to have to be a little more aware of this," he said as he turned the heat up.

"Yes please," I said, warming myself up with some exaggeration, smiling teasingly at him.

Gray walked back toward me and started rubbing my arms, "It isn't that cold in here," he said, clearly not believing my ploy.

"Maybe I just wanted to get you closer to me," I said, innocently looking up at him.

"Mmm, is that right," he said as he leaned down to kiss me.

His lips were gentle, not like our first night of mad passion. His cool breath on my lips was becoming a familiar indulgence. His hands slid from my arms to wrap around me and pull me closer. I tilted my head up to him, giving him better access as I pressed my palm flat against his chest, feeling his firmness underneath my fingertips. I slipped my other arm out of the space between us and draped it around his neck. He held me tight as our lips moved together. Kissing him felt so easy, so right. Our lips parted and closed together as I felt myself melt in his arms. The kiss slowed and I pulled back to look in his eyes.

"You know, I didn't mean I just wanted to come here to.. We can watch TV or something," I said, feeling a bit guilty that I had seemingly pushed us into hot and heavy territory twice now without any real PG time yet.

"Mm, maybe later," was all he hummed before he captured me in another open mouthed kiss. His hand slipped down, cupping my ass firmly. Before I knew it we were walking backwards toward some location, likely his room. I let him guide me gently as I asked for more, reaching out with my tongue in the kiss. I felt his in return, prodding my mouth softly. I felt something hard against my back as I realized I was pressed against the doorway to his room. I gasped at the contact, breaking the kiss. His hands moved to the walls on each side of my head, boxing me in, looking down at me with a lustful glint in his eye. I raised my chest to meet his as I pushed myself closer to kiss him again. I felt his hips press into me, pushing me harder against the wall. I groaned at the contact, feeling his hardness crushing into me.

I couldn't think straight with his lips on mine and the pressure of his cock against my core. Mavis, all the things I wanted to do to this man. Turning the tables, I brought my hands to his chest and pushed. He let himself be moved backwards with an intrigued expression. I pursued him, pushing him back until he felt his bed behind him, forcing him to sit on the edge. He looked up at me with desire. I stood before him, my chest at eye level. I bit my lip as I reached for my own shirt. When he started to see where I was going with it, he reached to take off his own.

"No," I said quickly, stopping his hands. He looked at me, interested. "I get to do that," I said with a smile.

I saw his breath well up in his chest as he nodded and leaned back on his hands, ready to enjoy the show he now knew was coming. I went back to my own top, slowly lifting it over my head so my chest would bounce down as I removed it. He licked his lips as he got sight of my more exposed breasts. I smiled as hooked a finger into my skirt. His eyes traveled down my body to where I was pushing my skirt down, just a hint past my hips. With his eyes transfixed, I turned around giving him a better view as I pushed it down, bending over so he could watch it slip over my ass as it fell. I heard him groan as he reached out a hand and grabbed me by the hips, pulling me back. I gave a small sound of protest as he gripped me with both hands and planted kisses on the small of my back. One hand slid forward, rubbing across my stomach and the other down to grab my thigh, causing a fluttering feeling to shoot through me. My throat trembled as my breath hitched, but I composed myself, reminding myself that it was my show this time.

I turned in his grasp, stopping him from his fun and earning a reproachful look. I giggled as I pushed his shoulders back, angling his chest so I could get a better look at his body. I slid my hands down to his stomach and slowly pushed his shirt over his head. Lightly, I ran my fingers down his chest to his abs. I lingered only for a second before standing back again and reaching behind my back to unclasp my bra. I felt the clasp unlatch, catching my bra against my chest as it loosened. Smiling, I slowly let the bra fall to the floor, completely exposing my chest. Which he must have enjoyed as he started to adjust his now too tight pants.

"Mm, let me," I crooned as I knelt before him. Reaching up, I grabbed his buckle, undoing it as slowly and tortuously as possible. I could almost hear the sexual frustration in his breathing. Grinning, I undid his button and unzipped the pants, pulling them off. He lifted his hips, helping with my task. I could see his cock pushing out of his boxers, wanting my attention. Before I could indulge him, though, I had a little more to do. Lifting myself off my knees, I pressed him back against the bed. Crawling on top of him, I went for a kiss. His lips were more insistent this time, more hungry. I lingered only shortly before trailing off the side of his mouth down to his neck. I kissed my way across his skin, earning small noises of satisfaction. I trailed my tongue down to his collar bone and then kissed my way down his chest. I let my hands feel his sculpted abs as I ran my fingers across them, feeling every line. I kissed my way to the crevice of his V, etched deep into his muscle. I traced it with my lips, occasionally surprising him with a flick of my tongue. I let my fingers run along the line of his boxers before pulling them off, revealing the hard cock that was waiting for me. I smiled up at him as I grabbed it, wrapping my hand firmly around the base. Not breaking eye contact, I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft, swirling it around the head before licking down the other side. I traced a zigzag line as I ran my tongue up his cock again before taking the head between my lips.

"Nggh, Lucy," Gray moaned as he dropped his head back. Smiling with his length in my mouth, I started to suck his tip. I ran my tongue up and down against the skin as I did, always giving that tender spot at the head a little flick before bobbing back down. His breathing was turning more ragged as he brought his head back to look at me, watching me intently as I took mouthful after mouthful of his cock. I started bobbing deeper, taking more of him in my mouth. After I got him nice and slick, I started twisting my hand in time with my mouth, causing alternating sensations.

"Ggha," was the only strangled sound that escaped his lips.

He let his hand slip behind my head and table into my hair as I worked his shaft. Never forcing me, just tightening his grip as if it kept him from exploding right then. In fact, it might have been exactly what he was doing, as it wasn't long before he lifted my head off his cock and spun me beneath him on the bed. His face was right above mine. I released the breath I had been holding as he grinned at me wickedly.

"I wasn't done with you, you know," I said indignantly.

"Mm, but that mouth of yours feels better than you know and if I'm going to lose it tonight, it's going to be between a different set of lips." His words shot pleasure to my core as I felt his hands slip to my panties, the last remaining item of clothing. He slipped them off with ease, returning to his position on top of my body. I felt his weight press down onto me as he leaned in to kiss me fiercely. Our tongues wrestled as he slipped a hand between my legs, guiding them apart. He sunk between them and I felt his mass press against my already wet heat. I moaned into the kiss at the contact and felt his fingers grip my side tightly. He started rubbing his hips against mine, creating a pleasant friction that threatened to drive me insane. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted my hips with his free hand as he pushed his long, hard cock inside me. My body went weak and my head dropped back as I moaned softly at his penetration.

I felt him stretching my walls as he pushed his way in. His mouth wasted no time moving to my neck, his lips finding my pulse as he kneaded the spot with his tongue. One hand stayed underneath me, pulling me into him with every thrust as the other hand found my breast. He cupped them, squeezing as he kissed down the dip in my neck. He found my nipple with his thumb, pressing against it, rolling it in circles, and giving it quick tugs. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his firm body as he continued to plunge into me, working up a sensation that had me bucking my hips back at him, begging for more. I didn't think he could possibly go any deeper with my legs wrapped tightly around him. He still moved swiftly, sliding his cock in and out of my wetness, slamming every inch back in. His thrusts got faster as an overwhelming sensation started to build. He let out an occasional groan as he rammed into me hard, a short moan escaping from my lips with every thrust. His lips moved back up my neck, nipping my earlobe before lifting his head to look at me. His eyes were dark and filled with hunger. I felt the pressure between my legs start to spread, slowly seeping into the rest of my body. He picked up the pace as he rammed into me, the pleasure on his face that was now inches from mine clear. He slammed into me again and again, both of us panting, lips barely touching as we stared deep into each other's eyes. The feeling inside me had spread and was about to snap. I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. What I wanted more than anything was to share that moment with him, both of us losing ourselves in the ecstasy of the other. As I felt the breathless explosion creep up on me, I looked into those silky eyes and said, "Come with me."

I heard a small growl as he pushed into me hard a few more times before my body rocked beneath him. My hips flexed and my legs tightened around him as we both came, my walls clenching around his cock, squeezing every drop out of him with each wave of my orgasm.

"Fuck, Lucy," he mumbled as I moaned out his name. My body shook under him as he emptied himself inside me. His hips twitched with every ripple that hit him. With a final slow kiss, he eased his body off of mine, our satisfaction evident in our silence and attempts to catch our breaths.

An hour later, we were curled up, naked beneath his gray sheets as we watched TV. His arms were wrapped around me, his jaw resting on the top of my head as he held me against his chest.

"This is nice," I murmured quietly, to no one in particular.

"Mmm, yes it is," he replied, kissing the top of my head.

Months went by and life moved on. Any worries they had about their relationship complicating things were soon dissolved. They soon discovered that a relationship between the two of them was effortless. Team Natsu still went on missions, frequented Lucy's apartment, ate her food, and drove her crazy. Natsu made an effort to take more fishing trips with Happy. Life was good.

Levy was out shopping when she spotted the two of them at the park. Gray was leaning back on his hands, looking down at Lucy laying her head in his lap. Anyone could see how enamored he was with her. Their relationship seemed so natural to them. At least it seemed that way to everyone who saw them together.

Gray was eating one afternoon at the guild when Gajeel plopped down across from him, looking at Lucy as she scanned the mission board. "There's one thing I don't understand," he said shortly.

"Eh, what's that," asked Gray as he grabbed another piece of food with his fork.

"How can you let that Salamander still sleep in the same bed as your lady," Gajeel said with distaste.

Gray chuckled and looked over at Lucy as she put her hands on her hips, pondering the options on the board. "Nah," he said as he smiled and shook his head. "I have the love of a good woman. There may be a lot of things I mind about Natsu, but being worried about him and Lucy will never be one of them."

I found a job I thought would be easy and looked back at Gray, now eating with Gajeel. I smiled. It seemed like so long ago I was worried about what would happen if something changed. Yes, something had changed. But life was good, time moved on, we were happy, and we were in love.

Change is good.