Gray stared at the quiet woman sitting on the bed. Her blue eyes were lifeless and hollow. She had gone thinner and paler these past few days. And he was the reason why.

He took few, careful steps, then sat on a chair nearby. Neither made a move nor sound. He slowly brushed his hand on her thigh and he could see how her lifeless eyes widened at the contact as she gripped the sheets tighter. Why was he doing this? Wasn't their few pleasurable encounters enough to satisfy his carnal desires? Will they do it here, in the guild's nap room?

His thumb slowly caressed the flesh underneath, making circular strokes and Juvia gulped hard not to react. She can't give in his desires. Not now. Not when he abused her body with his own two nights ago. Not when she's tired of this charade.

"Juvia," he called, "talk to me."

The said woman only looked away, trying not to tear up. She had to tell him that she's strong so that he won't abuse her again. She doesn't want a repeat of what happened two nights ago but her body tells her the opposite.

"Gray-sama," she whispered, enough for him to hear her. "We should stop seeing each other. We are only hurting ourselves."

Gray tightened his hold on her thigh. He won't have it that way. He won't be able to live without her. She's the drug that keeps him sane. If he loses her, he won't be able to know what to do anymore.

"I don't want to," he half growled, "not when you're mine, Juvia."

"Juvia thinks she cannot continue this anymore. Gray-sama only seeks her for pleasure. If you can't love Juvia, then—"

Her sentence were cut mid-off when Gray pinned her on the bed, holding both of her hands with his own and silencing her with a kiss. She willed herself not to kiss back but her mouth says otherwise. Her legs were even tangled on his waist and her back was arching onto him, wanting to feel his skin. When he pulled away for air, he smirked; she definitely wanted to do this.

"Gray-sama," she moaned, her fingertips slowly curling on his dark locks. "Stop this. It's not right."

He leaned his forehead close with hers. "I don't care," he murmured, "your actions obviously don't seem like it."

"N-No! Juvia is—"

"If I can't love you, then what?"

"Then Gray-sama should stop now."

He only smirked, leaning down to whisper in her ear the words: "I won't be stopping until the bed can't hold us on any longer."

Yeah, there's no stopping the ice mage.

Please don't look at me, everyone. It just popped out of my mind while messaging sparkles princess.

I don't wanna live anymore. LOL